Dear diary, 3/1
I just wanted a happy ending. Instead I got depression and a diary. Apparently I can help my self by realizing how pathetic I really I am. But I already know that I am. I'm ugly, stupid, selfish, pathetic in every way. No matter what they say, it won't change me. I used to believe that if I fell in love I could miraculously recover from this. I don't believe in love anymore. With that introduction, I guess I should describe my appearance. I have dull light periwinkle eyes and flat dark brown hair. I keep it shoulder length with side bangs. My body's a pear shape. Big hips plus butt and no boobs. Yay me. My thighs are thick but I kind of like that about me. I actually like my body shape. Just nothing else. I can be a little vain right? Going to school today. Wish me luck in the world. But I don't believe in luck or you.