I hate being here. I feel ridiculously lonely all the time. I hate being a girl. I really hate being an unattractive girl. I hate being fat. I hate being a good girl. I hate being a loser. I’m beginning to hate everything about myself that I thought made me a decent human being. I hate everything about this place so much.
A little problem
is that I really like someone but I’m clingy and horrible and awful and unwanted. But that someone makes a majority of my stupid problems disappear for a bit, and makes me feel like someday, I can be really, honestly, truly happy.
I want to go back to Italy.
I think I’m going to finish the Tom Baker scarf today. Or soon.
Someone cheer me up. Please?
belleinherbones: the fall from you is a long way...