It's been a long, long while.
I guess this is how you know I've hit rock bottom. I have nowhere else to go. I have no one I can talk to. and if I did, what would I say?
I would trade all my worldly possessions, every single thing, for an end to this loneliness.
My eyes are always puffy, I've lost my voice from screaming into my pillow every night, the collection of scars on my upper thighs gets bigger by the day. Plenty of room there at least, you fat bitch.
Why is it so easy for everyone else? How do they not feel this way.
Someone help me.
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