self

 hey eighters ! writing this on my phone because i don’t want to get on my pc rn. also wanted to say itlhoy is not shutting down! i explain why i said so in a future post, so hang tight

i just wanted to semi-rant tonight, but not about raquelle (classmate) or alpha (stalking) or my groomer, just sorta myself i guess. 

i’ve never really been the fittest person ig, just sorta “average” if you could even call it that. i’ve never liked how i looked, just accepted it; it’s not necessarily something i can control, i workout everyday so i guess i’m the problem or something like that

also never liked my appearance, i have like chronic baby face, and combined with the fact i have an ugly smile and i look really young, i’ve pretty much never liked looking at my face. that’s also why i dont show my face online.

i truly do attempt to have self confidence, but it’s simply saying you look perfect like people say it is; why would it be that easy? when talking to people i’ll act like im proud of my body but im really not

among my friends i dont think they necessarily care what i look like, although i do have crushes on some of them (and they’re all WAY out of my league so ill never be getting them any time soon)

i’m not known as being the most well behaved person. i mean, in professional situations like school or gigs i definitely behave exceptionally but not with my friends

i’m always known as the freak or the weirdo. i wish i wasn’t, oh how i wish i wasn’t. i want to change but i literally can’t. i’ve been trying to change and i’ve been trying to watch what i say but i can’t, and i’ll always be known for just that; being a weirdo.

i cry about it a lot. very immature, i shouldn’t cry about it; they’re just words. but when these are the people i surround myself with i genuinely can’t

so that’s kinda me; fat, ugly, weirdo. i think ima leave it there bc im starting to cry a lil but yeah ! i love you eighters ttyl

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