I literally can’t stand my body. And I can’t stand myself. I hate looking in the mirror. Sometimes when I look in the mirror, I literally cry.
I hate how I look. I hate it so much. It doesn’t matter how many times people tell me I’m not fat, and that in thin. It just doesn’t matter. It just comes down to that I absolutely hate how I look, and it literally drives me crazy.
dressydaisy: HOLA MAMACITA HERMOSAAAA!!!! ESTOY MUY EMOCIONADA PARA EN AÑO QUE VIENE POR QUE VAS A ESTAR CONMIGO ESTUDIANDO EN LA UNIVERSIDAD STOUT.
SIII! ESTOY MUY EMOCIONADA TAMBIEN! Pero, tambien estoy nervioso!! Y, tenemos que pasar el rato en este verano! Si?!
Looks like I’m never going to get to talk to you ever again.
I’m so worried about you though. I hope you’re getting better.
I hate to think that you’re doing so poorly.
I wish we were able to have the summer that we had planned.
And I wish you would let me know how you’re doing.
But instead I’m just sitting here, hoping that you’re doing okay.
I’m praying for you.
