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umm that last "chapter" wow.... umm so yah that happened....

imma just continue on with my venting rage out thingy and to help me explain I found a song that helps me explain how I feel right now. 

beach bunny- prom queen

Shut up, count your calories
I never looked good in mom jeans
Wish I, was like you
Blue-eyed blondie, perfect body

Maybe I should try harder...
You should lower your expectations
I'm no quick-curl barbie
I was never cut out for Prom Queen

If I get more pretty, do you think he will like me?

Dissect my insecurities
I'm a defect, surgical project
It's getting hard to breath
There's plastic wrap in my cheeks

Maybe I should try harder...
You should lower your beauty standards
I'm no quick-curl barbie
I was never cut out for Prom Queen

If I'm pretty, will you like me?
They say beauty, makes boys happy
I've been starving, myself, carving
Skin until my bones are showing

Teach me how to be okay
I don't want to down-play, my emotions
They say beauty is pain
You'll only be happy
If you look a certain way

I wanna be okay