"you're fat. you're ugly. you're a whore. you're not good enough. you always mess everything up. what's wrong with you? nobody likes you. i hate you. go kill yourself."
does any of that sound familiar to you? i'm sure that someone out there has said something cruel like that, whether it was through a text, on facebook, or even straight to your face. those are the same words that repeat over and over in my head. who tells me those things? not a boy, not my friends, not my family. myself.
hiii. my name's callie. insecure, like a puppet on strings. you could call me that. i live to please everyone else. the heavy make-up, the straight a's, the pretty little smiles, everything. nobody would guess that the "perfect" girl, was dying inside. nobody would guess that the reason i don't change in front of anyone in gym is so they don't see my scars. nobody would guess that the reason i don't eat lunch sometimes, isn't because i'm "not hungry". nobody would guess those cute smiles, were fake. nobody would guess that the happiest girl in seventh grade, cries herself to sleep every night.
my name's callie, and i'm here to share my story.
YOU WON'T SEE
...the girl I
used to be. ♥
she's so gone.
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