Four Hundred & Four
Theme: Fat bitch.
I have no idea what I'm wearing for halloween. I want to wear a dress so so badly but I know I can't. I'm just so fat. So fucking hideous it makes me sick. I will never look good in anything. I'm having to cover my body in just some black trousers and a plain old t-shirt, which by the way, everyone has seen me in so it's nothing really special. Now my mum's basically telling me that no matter what I go as for halloween people will laugh and cause shit? Dear psychiatrists did you know that my self-esteem issues actually stem from my mum? I'm so ugly and just so unworthy to be here it's ridiculous I remember when I went clubbing with one of my friend's she was wearing such a pretty little dress. So was everyone else in the club. I was there, in a t-shirt and trousers. I felt like the odd one. The obvious fat one that can't ever be beautiful.
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