I woke up this morning feeling completely exhausted from pretending to be happy and funny I hate when people say no you're not fat you're just imagining things I hate my life I really hate it no one can feel what I feel every time I think that a guy might like me it turns out that they like my gorgeous sister or my pretty friend no one likes a person because of their personality anymore my mother always tell me you will be the first to get married I don't think that's true because who will fall in love with a fat girl every time I think I got a chance I quickly comeback to reality and realize he's just being nice to me
