I made this because I'm really getting worse, and I don't want my friends that follow my personal to know how bad I really am. This will be triggering.
The sad moment when you realize how alone you actually are. No one ever messages you on Facebook first or texts you first or anything. So it gets to the point where you don’t want to put in the effort with people who don’t put in any effort for you, so you end up spending your life at home, never going anywhere.
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Reblog if you do or have actually cried because of your weight or the way you look.
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It’s been one year, and it still feels like it happened yesterday.
I hate you so much, that words can’t describe.
But the pathetic thing is, if you texted or called me today, and said you were sorry, and that you fucked up, and you want another chance, I’d give it to you.
And I hate myself for that.
