Self Concious
Okay so I'm very self concious about a lot of things. My wieght, my nonexistent figure(except for the fact that I'm so fat that I look pregnant), my huge feet, how clumsy I am, how tall I am, my acne (it could be worse but I still hate it), how many times a say certain words in a days time, any noises that I make just replays in my head and I think that other people can hear it even if it's just my heart beating loudly, how big my hands are, how I have absolutely no talent at all, my hair, my clothes cause I'm always hitting growth spurts so I have to wear to short sweatshirts and highwaters, how much i eat and drink per day, my accent, and I'm also really afraid that my friends are going to think that I cut myself because my cat is always scratching me across my arms (not that I judge people who do cut)
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