I guess they were right.

I guess I am fat.
I guess I am ugly.
I guess I am worthless.
I guess I am broken.
I guess I am stupid.
I guess I am a waste of space.
I guess I am unbearable.
I guess I do deserve to be alone.
I guess I am disgusting.
I guess I am just not worth it.
I guess I am better off dead.

Weren't they right about all this?
Wouldn't I be defended? But I'm not. I'm told these words and others laugh. My friends aren't always here to save me. They don't always answer. They don't always care. In reality that's broken. Nobody truly cares do they? No matter how much we need them to. I feel empty. Devoid of emotion. They were probably right weren't they..?
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Hello and welcome to the end of this short one-shot. I just.. felt the need to write out what I'm feeling.

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Empress_Of_Night