Blah blah blah.
I feel like everything that comes out of my mouth is/are the words blah blah blah.
Everything I do is blah. Everything I wear is blah. BLAH BLAH FREAKEN BLAH!
This is mostly due to the fact that people don't really call me or ask me to hang out anymore. If I call them they are pretty gung-ho and seem relatively excited, but the rare person actually calls me up or wants to make plans without some sort of prompting from me.
It sucks. I feel boring as hell.
And to top it all of, I had a weird bout of depression last night. I wasn't ready to just curl up in a baby ball and die, but I did end up on my couch bed watching Veronica Mars with no expression whatsoever. Veronica always makes me laugh. It was so weird.
I just felt so down on myself. Things are fine right now. Nothing too pressing, nothing too painful, but I just really hate myself. My hair, my skin, my body shape, my coloring, they way I move and walk, my choices, my humor, the way I laugh, the way I talk. All shit.
Blah blah blah. It's all blah blah blah.
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Honey, you are amazing. You have beautiful hair, lovely skin, a totally hot bod, a gorgeous skin tone, vibrant movement, humour and a laugh that I miss like you wouldn't believe, the voice and expression of a goddess, and you make choices that are right for you. I know we haven't talked in a while, but you've got an amazing head on your shoulders and I trust that your decisions will always be good ones. I absolutely can not wait to see you again. I will call you and make lots of plans with you.
So much love <3
well hey, pick a date that we should hang out on, for the fourth time.
I've kind of been feeling the same. but it's starting to go away, again. comes and goes, of course.
But you have to remember that you're always you're worst critic. That is true in so many ways, and some days it's hard to remember that. But it's important to keep in the back of your mind.
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