it would be nice to love my body and not feel disgusting for one day. even when I'm in a good mood and almost perfectly happy I can still hear that stupid little voice telling me I'm not pretty enough
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It's weird to be that annoying obsessive happy girlfriend. but I am.
today we argued and ended up wrestling in our underwear. today he tickled me off the couch and onto the floor. last night we cried together on the phone.
it feels really really real.
I just can't get over hating myself so fucking much.
Perhaps it's because I don't have my phone and that stresses me out. maybe it's because I'm breaking out and I've gained weight and I barely remember the last time I felt the slightest bit pretty.
but it's probably because I think I've been lied to. in a way that hurts hurts hurts.
Tonight I got home and fell asleep for a little while, and as soon as I woke up I was flooded with overwhelming loneliness. And then my phone immediately rang and it was Molly
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