kyleardenx

For me, Facebook is a constant reminder of what I don't have.
It's a reminder of the friends I once had, the ones I was so
close to. The ones who could, obviously, not care at all that
we've lost touch because there are other people out there who
are much better than I am.
It's a reminder of the friends I never had, but the friends I
would like to have. Friends that are quite similar to me, but
they flaunt it, instead of bottling it up like I do.
It's a reminder of how little people actually care that I even
exsist. They could care less if I was absent at school, or if I
was in the hospital dying of a chronice disease. Eventually,
they'd all move on from the fact, which is what I would want,
but it still hurts to know I could be replaced so easily.
It's a reminder that I'm not skinny, I have terrible acne, my
skin complexion is way out of whack, I'm short, my hair isn't
anything spectacular, I'm average, guys aren't drooling over me,
only few people give a sh*t about me, I look horrible without
make-up, and my hair done, unlike the rest of society, I don't
go out and have "fun" like a normal teenager, and basically...
I'll just never add up. I will never be an ideal perception of
a teenager. I'll never be good enough for society.

People tell me I'm beautiful, pretty, etc...
But it's usually over Facebook or Witty.

I edit my pictures.

Lately, I've been contemplating suicide, cutting, and other self-harm.