For a female who knows exactly how her body works
It's weird that I still feel so extremely uncomfortable with my own self.
Not one bit of my body that I actually like. Shitty face, shitty waist, shitty legs. I spend more time in front of the mirror frowning at myself than anything else.
So upset about this. Binge.
My day's cleanly split into two halves now. Art in the day, music at night. Keeps me busy... but for some reason, my head still can find time to worry about dumb things. O heart, cease your pining...!!!
On a lighter note, the mother bought me green tea sachets :D
Luff!
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