you're so ugly

*hits self in the head multiple times* I HATE YOU I HATE YOU I HATE YOU!!!

Day 3: no eating *check* :)

I feel more motivated now then ever!!! I might actually be able to accomplish my 11:11 wish now!

Have you ever wanted to die so bad, wish that nobody loved you, so you could just kill yourself?

Have you ever wanted to cut so bad, wish that the razor went deeper, so you wouldnt have to make 20 different cuts?

Have you ever wanted to starve yourself everyday, wish that you didn't have a roaring growl and pain in your stomach, so you could be that "perfect" skinny?

Have you ever just wanted to lock yourself in a room, never leaving, and just rot in there, till you are no more..?

This goes out to all the bullied

That have been afraid to go up to the bullies-

To be confident enough to tell them stop.

This goes out to the abused

That go home day after day,

Only to find their parents sitting drunk with a belt, waiting on them to shut the door.

This goes out to the raped

That go out everyday wearing long clothes

and shrivel when a man even glances at them because they're scared to be touched by a man again.

This goes out to the one guy

That got called "fat" last week only because he was too big to wear Hollister,

And goes day to day skipping meals because he wants to be skinny, he wants to be wanted.

This goes out to that one girl

That got called "ugly" because she had acne all over her face,

And goes to bed cutting, waiting for her time to die because she doesn't want to be in such a cruel society anymore.

This goes out to that one kid

Sitting alone, at that table,

Looking down at his meal, picking at it, wondering why he can't be like the kids that are less than 20 feet away.

This goes out to me

Through all the bullying, and the cutting, and the suicide notes I've made,

I have gotten through it all,

I have took steps up that ladder to find the better place-

To be who I want because I'm not going to fit their description of "normal" anymore, I'm going to be myself.

They may call me "weird", but who cares anymore? As long as I love myself, I can make it through anything.

Have you walked down the hallway, alone, sad. There's a ringing in your ears while you still have a faint smile, and the walls are closing in. But you just keep walking, trying to smile, trying to not cry, and you drop a tear, and you hear the blood throbbing in your ears, it feels like everybody is staring at you, but you look around, and your all alone, just how you will always be...