the more modest of affairs;
I'm still loosing whats left of my self-esteem.
I'm smiling hoping it will keep me sane.
Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst.
Thats how i play it so i wont get hurt.
She wants a better body.
And some supermodel moves,
Because in her head
She's always been the ugly one.
im pretty content with life. im pretty content with my emotions. sometimes i think people FUCK with me to watch me tackle them. I couldnt do it, I couldnt make myself vomit. i need to be skinny. you guys all comment my myspace pictures, & say "emily, how beautiful" or "ily. this is cute" but the truth is, ive gained alot of weight, & i need to loose it. i thought it would be easier to be a bulimic, but i couldnt stick my finger down my throat, last time i puked, it came out of my nose. so i told me mom about my delima. & she agreed to get me some diet pills. so much for "my body is a temple.."
im all fucked up. & i dont know whats wrong with me anymore. well hopefully me and kameron have that sleepover this weekend, im looking foward to it.
I'm smiling hoping it will keep me sane.
Hoping for the best, but expecting the worst.
Thats how i play it so i wont get hurt.
She wants a better body.
And some supermodel moves,
Because in her head
She's always been the ugly one.
im pretty content with life. im pretty content with my emotions. sometimes i think people FUCK with me to watch me tackle them. I couldnt do it, I couldnt make myself vomit. i need to be skinny. you guys all comment my myspace pictures, & say "emily, how beautiful" or "ily. this is cute" but the truth is, ive gained alot of weight, & i need to loose it. i thought it would be easier to be a bulimic, but i couldnt stick my finger down my throat, last time i puked, it came out of my nose. so i told me mom about my delima. & she agreed to get me some diet pills. so much for "my body is a temple.."
im all fucked up. & i dont know whats wrong with me anymore. well hopefully me and kameron have that sleepover this weekend, im looking foward to it.