You make me hate the skin I’m in. As if I might as well just hide in my room only exercising and drinking water in order to look “healthy”. I’m not sure whats worse, the fact that I break down anytime someone brings up my weight or that my face looks deformed, or the fact that you’re the one who reminds me constantly of how fucked up I look and that no “normal” teenager goes through weight problems and acne. I spend too much time looking in the mirror and hating myself, crying and self loathing. Not really sure what else there is to say anymore.
There’s two types of anger one is dry and the other wet and basically wet anger is when your eyes water and your voice shakes and I hate that cause I feel weak when I’m crying while angry I like dry anger when your face is like stone and your voice is sharp I guess wet anger shows that you care too much and dry anger means you’re done.
This is the best description ever