I'm sorry you have to read this

Smad

So...

I'm a sad person.

I'm not going to pretend that I'm happy, because lying makes you go to hell...

And, I'm not going to hide that fact that I don't really like myself all that much.

My thighs disgust me and so does my face.

I really hate my wrists, and my hip bones.

My eyes have seen some things.

I don't smile much anymore, and don't miss it.

I really like trees though.

Trees calm me down in a weird way. Just the smell and feel of them around me.

(It's not a kink I promise)

I also don't have very good friends.

Don't get me wrong, some are really great. But others just feed off drama and dating crap.

i just want to escape most days.

But don't we all?

Sorry to pile this load on whomsoever is reading this.

Just know, we all have issues.

We're in this for the long run kid.

Bye.