My self image is seriously destroying me. I feel even more depressed now.
I can’t help but throw blame on my boyfriend. He did this to me. I did this. We did it together.
I’ll never have the same body.
I’m trying to be excited but I also wanted to live my life. I’m 19.. I wasn’t ready for this. These past few weeks of keeping it all in is also fucking me up.
The fact that you’re being extra nice to this girl and she’s sending you pictures? That’s cute.
She’s cuter than me. Her body is especially nicer.
She’s not growing a burden on your life inside either.
I just wonder how different life would have been for me.
I do love you, you’re the only person that’s ever taken care of me. But I also have my guard up… I do not trust men.
But why should I? I’ve never met one that hasn’t done the same shit.