Posted by Anonymous on 2012/03/11 under Uncategorized My thoughts and feelings are insignificant. I’m just one more unremarkable person in a sea of forgotten faces. I do not particularly wish for fame or fortune, just someone that makes me feel safe. Makes me feel… worth the while. I do not ask for much, but somehow it’s too much to grant someone to like me. As the years pass, I lose hope. It’s hard to fit in. I’m not like them. I’m too different. I’ve tried, I really have. They say I look good. Sometimes I can honestly say that that’s true. I know I’m certainly not unpleasant to the eyes of men, and girls have told me they’re jealous of my looks. Don’t look at me like that.
But… that doesn’t mean that I like myself. Yes, I know I look like that girl from a boy’s wet dreams, maybe a touch on the small side, but I don’t like my body at all. They tend to forget that there’s a person with feelings inside that body.