She's gorgeous. She's beautiful. She stares in
the mirror and hates what she sees. She spends
hours in the morning fixing her hair, putting on
make-up, and still hating her reflection. She
exercises five hours a day, starves herself
skinny, makes herself throw up at night. She
goes in depression. Starts cutting herself. She
spends thousands to go under the knife to
change the beauty she already had. She's
beautiful. Anyone can see it; except her. Why
can't she just learn to love herself instead of
putting herself through all this agony? She's
never good enough for herself. Doesn't see what
the point of her living is. Life is hopeless for
her. She gets an overdose and feels the rush of
death.
::::: PK ♥MâĎĎÝ :::::