Pouring our my heart and soul

Apr 06, 2005 21:21

I have found a boy that I believe would be a good one; he's attractive, more his personality attracts me more, he's perfect...and I am not.

I looked at magazines today and found myself longing to be that girl with the two or three inches between the top of the inside of her thighs, a flat stomach, a jubilant smile on her face.

And as I thought back on what I had eaten today, I died. Two times at Mickie D's and then ice cream. I am disgusting. I am disgusted. And I'm sure others are as well.

I want to live. I want to be able to wear whatever without a care in the world; to throw on a shirt, jeans, and some fashionable shoes. To have that confidence that says shows everyone that I feel good. I want to feel good, not junky. I want to wear boho clothes and have a side bag and shoes with jewels and lots of rings and a cute, messy ponytail and with that, a confidence that draws everyone in.

I want a rejuvenation. I will change myself for me, as well for others. Because for others to change, I must change myself and how I act towards them. And everyone must change because no one has found his or her eutopian self yet. I want to be free. To be free from this fat, to be free from this hold I have myself and my abilities, to be free from all that is keeping me L I V E.
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