So what I’m not you? so what I’m not perfect? so what I’m not obsessed with the things you are ? so what I’m ugly? so what I’m fat? so what if nobody likes me ? I honestly don’t care because that’s just who I am I hate myself and all of those things but it is me and even though I don’t think I’m brautiful,skiny,nice or any thing that you may be but I like to hear it because it makes me smile that someone actually cares but this is reality it never happens because in reality, I’m an ugly fat bitch with no friends but this isn’t reality so I will act like I have friends and that I’m pretty.