I dont exist. i'm just some lame ugly fat person that people can walk all over. No one cares enough to acknowledge me. I hate being the ugly left overs. God i'm 16 why the hell dont i know who the hell I am.
First of all, you're a lovely, caring person, at heart and in presence. I say that as a person who knows you very well and is glad to be your best buddy. Those who do not acknowledge you do not acknowledge themselves, making them invisible, not only to themselves, but to others as well. *deep, I know* We are all searching for who we are, and sometimes, we never figure it out. But almost always, things come together, like a puzzle. Some puzzles consist of a few pieces and some of five thousand. Those who are left with the thousand-pieced puzzles should always remember that they have people who care, like me, to help hold the puzzle together and even, maybe, connect another piece. You're loved, hun. Never forget it.
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