"The World Revives; Colours Renew; But I Know Blue, Only Blue..."

[psalm_onethirtyone]

Hate myself. Hate, hate, hate.

Life is not good. I am increasingly pathetic. I have absolutely no willpower, and evidentally little to no talent. Of course, this last item is nothing more than a plea for sympathy, because I am gratuitous.

Waen does not like anything I do. She said I'm just like Kate.

Why can't I make her proud of me?

Also, my diet has committed hara-kiri. It is quite dead. I shall never be beautiful. Not this week. And probably I shall cry to-morrow at Weigh-In, because I do.

Nana so insane.

And I, I am imperfect. Hate. Hate.

*crawls under a rock and stays there forever*

Comments

[ezraslaststand.livejournal.com]

Little sisters always know exactly what to say to make your life a living hell (I think it's some stupid superpower they have or something, but I dunno. They're psychic and they know what annoys you most.)
They really are just jealous.
Do feel better soon. *hugs*

[rainbowjehan.livejournal.com]

I think perhaps you're right. *smiles a little*
Thanks. Thanks very much.