i hate my legs. ive always hated them. since i was 7. i used to imagine myself with them amputated, how pretty i would look. if i had skinny legs. skinny, boney, breakable, perfect legs. and everyone always makes fun of me. i wish they where skinny. i hate them. i im crying fucking hysterically. i hate bryant. i hope he dies.
thats it. im starving myself. i dont care if i die. i want skinny legs. i want to be skinny. and pretty. and have some one elses face. i hate them. i wish i was pretty. i wish i wasnt alive. i hate myself, so much. i dont know why. i hate my legs the most. they where the first thing i hated about myself.
im going to be skinny. i can. i dont need food. i need to be happy with myself. i need guys not to say i have fat legs. that id look better if i was skinnier. i hate my body. i want it gone. i want someone to take it, and make it numb, so i cant tell its mine. so it would be mine.
im me, im not this fucking ugly body. i hate it. im going to scar it. and brand, cut, and bruise it up. and have tattoos covering it up, and perice almost everything on my face till its not one i know. till its not mine. i swear, i will do this if i cant have skinny legs,