A MOSQUITO TRIED TO BITE ME AND I SLAPPED IT AND KILLED IT AND I STARTED THINKING LIKE IT WAS JUST TRYING TO GET FOOD WHAT IF I WENT TO THE FRIDGE AND IT JUST SLAMMED THE DOOR SHUT AND SNAPPED MY NECK HOW WOULD I FEEL
are u okay
Talk sh*t get hit.
best delivery of a verbal bitch slap in cinematic history.
Honestly I can’t ever feel good about myself. I look in the mirror and it’s hard to see what beauty is. I used to be able to look in the mirror and be happy about what I saw but now I have a hard time looking at all. You’ve knocked me down a few levels and I want to cry when I see the other beautiful girls you could be with. I am no ones type and no ones wants to be my type. I feel so alone when I’m crowded by people and I feel like I could fold up on the ground. I can’t be content with myself because I feel like everyone expects so much from me. And the pressure is almost too much to stand. Even when you tell me I’m beautiful I know you’re thinking of someone else. Because you couldn’t really think I am beautiful. There is someone else. Who, to you, is flawless. But it’s definitely not me. All I see in the mirror is a big fat blob of flaws.