So I went to walmart today and bought some diet pills. I felt super-sketch and the guy who checked me out gave me the same kind of look I'd assume you give a girl who's buying condoms.
I don't know. I guess I'm a tiny bit desperate,
but I am just so fucking sick of no one even looking at me.
I'm sure some of its the fact that I act bipolar,
being uber-quiet and morose in school,
yet super-loud and exuberant whenever I'm out of there,
but I just feel like everything could be so much better if I could just get down to 130 pounds.
You know? I mean, I'm not a cow or anything at 147, but I'm not happy with it.
I want guys to look at me and just be blown away.
I'm sure that's some clinical sign of anxiety or whatever, but fuck it,
I'm sick of being the chubby girl.
I want to be the hot chick that all the guys flock to at the beach.
The one with the date every weekend.
Maybe that makes me shallow, or maybe I'm a perfect product of our society.
I don't know. I sometimes kind of forget who I am.
But I know what I want.
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