i loathe alot of things
how can I want friends but im terrible at keeping them
it seems I run away or make people run away from me
sometimes i forget my face sometimes i forget the body i inhabit
i don't want to look i really don't, people praise me as a person but i know they wouldn't look at me either
im close to useless
How does it feel to be pretty, kind, and thought out as a person
i claw at my face hopping itll snap back to its youth when I smiled brightly looking confident in my abilities
My mind is disgusting im all filth, filth that swallowed me whole the second i learned how to walk
i think today will be a good day
i say this all the time i know at the end of the day i break down more and more but then just accept yeah that day was great and hope tomorrow will feed off those words
i think ill do good
I just have to keep not looking at my
self and look down the way people look down at me just draw, draw, study and study and hope for the best and if i succeeded maybe i can finally expand to a healthy pattern