We live in a world where we’re more ridiculed for what we’re not that celebrated for what we are
Where our kids are afraid to ask for more food or a snack cuz they’re bound by societal ideals
Where we’re surrounded by people who claim to celebrate deviants but still side with elitists because of a desire for acceptance.
Where in that do you learn you? If all you hear is consistent banter about how dumb you sound or how fat you are how are you gonna know you or how you feel about you or how to celebrate yourself?
How do you form an opinion that is worth a second thought when those around you don’t even think you’re worth a second thought?
Who decides how happy you get to be? I’m not even happy with myself and I have no fucking idea why. I just know everyone else is complaining and they can’t all be wrong. They can’t all be crazy but how do I begin if I don’t even know what’s wrong with me from inside?
I’d prefer to disintegrate to nothing than to be subject to more of life’s unanswered questions. I’m already alone and lonely and attacked and insecure and tiny and insignificant. I don’t know how much worse I can feel.
My 21st birthday is in three days and I have spent the last four in consistent despair because everyone, EVERYONE feels the same, shares the same sentiment. That I am ugly and fat and disgusting and I’d much prefer to cease existing than to subject them all to the atrocity that is me.

bastille

azntoo:

skindeap:

shakeitoffpickyourselfup:

aromaeus:

jshaath:

Please take one minute out of your day and watch this. It’s the ugly truth.

I hear no lies.

yoooo

I did not think she would go there but then she did I literally screamed YAAAAAASSSSS BITCH DRAG THEM LIKE YOU’RE TRYNA WALK A CAT

oh shit