There is moment I feel not pretty. Like, every single thing in me or about me is not interesting enough. I feel small and scared. There are some points where I feel helpless. Times when I feel like there is no way out of this mess. Time when all I want is being miserable little shit and cry my heart out. I want to be pittied and sorried, for life hasnt been going the way I want.
There are times when I hate myself the most, for having all of those feelings.
