Don't tell me you understand.. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to be invisable. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to be told your not good enough. Don't tell me you understand how it deels to skip meals and still feel fat. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to have to wear make up to feel beautiful. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to be scared to reach out for help. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to live in the shadow of your bestfriend. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to fake a smile constantly. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to have everyone point out your flaws. Don't tell me you understand how it feel to have your role model tear you apart word by word. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to look in the mirror and see every single flaw. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to see yourself changing and can't stop it. Don't tell me uou understand how it feels to have anger issues and no clue how to fix them. Don't tell me you understand how it feels to be a disappointment. Don't tell me you feel sorry for me. Don't tell me you care. Don't say anything.
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Melonie's World Preface. (: My world shatters as you point out my imperfections. I try to keep my head high but it's just too hard when you point out ever flaw. Can't a girl live her without someone ruinin' my day? I'm just trying to fit your expectations, but I guess i'll never be enough. Oh great, lunchtime. A time where the one and only can hurt and humiliate me even more. My sister. Yeah, you heard me my sister. She's the reason im so inseecure the one and only reason im afraid to talk to other people. But I do talk on the internet. That's the only place I can be me. I can be able to be free without having to worry if she can see me or if she can hurt me. This year is my first year in public school with my sister. I've always gone to a different school until our parents moved in together. Which means I see her everyday. She's our parents little angel. She has my dad wrapped around her little cold finger. Her mom see's her as pure perfection. No flaws what so ever. They see me as the troubled child. The child thats afraid to come out of her skin. The child that is not pure perfection. One that's a loner and has no life. Yeah, thats me. Melonie Wild. The girl with brown layered hair, stunning blue eyes, amazing features that no one see's because I cover them with baggy clothes and glasses and have my hair in a pony tail. The less attention the better. What do y'all think? I'll notify (: format (c): formatsforfree.weelby.com
u ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌ ♡ Don't expect me to show you when im jealous. Don't expect me to show you when im upset. Don't expect me to show you when im happy. Don'y expect me to show you any emoition unless you make it obvious you care. Im tired of getting hurt. </3 ♡ ▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌▌
And today Ifinally realized that I will never be one of those popular girls any where. I'll never be the prettiest, funnest, skinnest. I'll never be the girl to turn heads. But the one thing I will do best is be myself and just not care anymore.<3 my quote (:
So im not gonna say everyone's beautiful because some people just aren't. Their personality ruins it. Yes some people happen to be flawless on the outside but that's nothing. The inside is what mattters. I just wish some guys&&girls would realize that. sprry
Okay so me&my boyfriend fight constantly&I always get hurt&end up crying. All my friends hate him&hate what he does to me, but the thing is im despreatly in love with him. He can be the most sweetest guy in the world sometimes, they just don't see it. I just don't know anymore. Im scared that if I leave him everyone but me will be happy..