And how worthless of me to only be concerned of how I’m presenting to men, isn’t that was all this eating disorder and stuff is based around? No control over anything, I can only be delusional.
Ffffff so suicidal, I could never be this desirable to someone. Ugly and used that’s all he sees me as. Why can’t I be pure and deserving of love and attention
To be obsessed over is to be….never mind. An individual who is raised in the patriarchy, can they really be as in love with a woman as they say? Some comments make me feels otherwise. I know it’s not the truth. How can you look at others and get hard to them too?
You know, I’ve come to a lot of conclusions in life. I blame the men in my life, but at what point am I at fault? Have I been ruined? Am I comparing myself to 2D girls? Will I ever be loved the way I need?
God why can’t I have been born with a small chest, I can’t wait to reach 100 again and get a lift honestly. The scarring would be better than the abominations hanging off of me