Thursday 22 November 2012

Think back and talk to me

Okay, so, I'm a massive hypocrite and I'm sorry about that. I know I told you not to let him get to you, I know I told you he didn't mean it and I believe that, when its you. But he didn't say it to you, did he? He said it to me. Its weird, I told him it didn't effect me, I acted like I was fine with it but now its going around and around in my head. I hate knowing that everyone else sees what I see. Everyone sees how ugly I am, everyone sees the me that I hide with make-up. He didn't really need to say it, I know I'm ugly, I've always know, its carved into my leg for fuck sake. But thats just me I guess. U g l y. he doesn't notice how much he effects me, he just thinks each little comment just passed right though me, but no. Even when we were friends, I still remember everything he said
                                                                'Fat whore'
shut up ugly'
'no-one loves you'
'everyone hates you'
'definitely not by someone like you'
I will always remember every little comment, every joke that I know he secretly meant. No-one really knows how much it hurts me. Each one is just like a punch in the face. Even he doesn't know how much it hurts me, I guess in a way I wish he did, I wish someone would tell him to stop doing this to people. Now, I'm going to end this post here because my blades are calling me

Over&out
Ugly x


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