I'm crying..

                OHH SHIZ!! I didn't think I'd be crying. I was just talking about childhood days. And why I'm shocked why my boyfirend's going out with me. SHIZ! My mom's in the living room & I'm here too, CRYING!! CRAPS, CRAPS, CRAPS!!  Gosh, this suscks. You know, I was depressed growing up. I was an anorexic little girl with a mushroom haircut. I'd cry in the washroom for five minutes everyday I got home. We didn't get alot too eat. I always wore weird hand-me-down or thrift store clothing. Kelly was my friend because I was a lonely little girl. It saddened me..

               We also talked about why we didn't believe that anyone could like us. It haunted me.. I'm not pretty, I'm soo fat. I wear alot of makeup to cover my flaws up. I don't want to be ugly. Nobody will like me. If I'm too fat, nobody will want me. I'll be to fat for anyone. I got bulemic that way. I'd awya barf after I was sad, but once it got to a point that I'f shove my figners  done my throat because peopel were starign at me. I thought they'd all judge me. I'm still scared of those things. That's why I cry..