The questions roll through my head like a bowling ball in a bowling alley. How I wish you’d answer them, without crushing my heart again. The happiness turned to anger is like the most beautiful sunset turned into the most horrific nightmare AGAIN!! I feel like but guts have been ripped out of me and haunt me daily for not listening tothem. The anger k feel, is like a tidal wave of sharks while I sit on the shoreline smiling from ear to eat watching it eat her alive.
I only hope that he will remain mine (despite how gross I am). I hope that one day I will be skinny enough, dark enough or PRETTY ENOUGH to even PRETEND to want. (Since I know i’m fat, ugly and disgusting to him. WHICH I UNDERSTAND) .