im too skinny. i cant help it. please stop pointing it out. when people call you thick you feel good about yourself at least you dont feel like s***. at least people dont call you a stick, at least you dont get told to eat more, at least people dont point out every one of your insecurities. youre my sister. stop it please. you make me question myself, if im ever gonna find love, or even find love w myself. i feel like stuffing my face to the point where i become obese. maybe life would be better that way. at least no one would speak to me and say im too skinny and if they say im too fat ill just kill myself. whats the point of life? we’re all beautiful i. dont. care. just stop making me cry every day and night. stop making me hate myself, i cant stand it. carry on w this and one day ill end it all so you can forget about me
