Soo-icidal

You know sometimes Ithink I’m never gonna get a boyyfrienddd or like anyone special. I’m just damaged goods. It takes a little to make me happy, but same goes with making me sad. Little things get to me and I’m awkward, I never know what to say. Sometimes i dunno why I can’t take pictures like the other girls, Why I’m a size 6instead of a 2, or why My hair gets frizzy in the rain when other girls just look fucking sexy wet.  Why i sweat like crazy in the heat or Why shitjust happens. Been through friend troubles, family troubles, health problems. hah what kind of guy would want that. And I still don’t understand Why when people tag me in pictures i just look so fucking un-attractive compared to everyone else next to me -____- whathefuccck maaaann?!?!?!? f.  And this post isn’t because im fishing for compliments or a cry for help. it’s just the way i think ofmyself and Me letting out stress. Tumblr is my way of letting out steam so don’t bitch about this post.