I don’t understand you.
You complain about your body, and you make minimal effort to fix it.
What is it with you?
What drives you?
You sit and want to spend every minute of every day crying.
Your friends probably think you just want to be complimented, but it’s not the case.
You just want to be loved, but who will love you?
No one. That’s who.
I hate you. Get it together.
Signed,
Want to be someone else.
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