but you
know what? I'm so insecure. I hate my eyes, my nose, the
scars on my wrists. All the girls hate me, but I'm pretty
popular with the guys. I don't know why. They say
I'm pretty but the only thing I can think of
is 'he's just trying to use me'. Because I get
used. It's how life goes. And I just want to let
you know that you're not alone...
♥
