Despite how 'polite' they sound, despite how 'sincere' they sound, there's always a voice inside my head screaming for help. a sign of danger. Why? Because what they said about me is true. The truth doubts the decisions I've made this year. It makes me wonder about everything that I've done. Is it really not enough? I thought I'd put in an amount of effort. Well everything about me is insignificant then.
I hate the media for instilling these thoughts in us. fats. I hate it when I'm sitting down, all my tummy fat bulges out. I hate it when I'm wearing jeans, it's as though my thighs are gonna burst out of them. I hate it when I'm already feeling guilty over the amount of food that I've already ate, and I'm still eating. I know I should be exercising, or start doing something about it. I AM. I actually AM. I run in case you all dont know.
Why am I so effin muscular? Why are my calves so huge.. Why are my shoulders so wide.. Why am I so disproportionate?
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distraction.
formspring me? i'm bored.