(copy and pasted from myspazz blog) i feel like **** today. Walked into town with Adam as he was going home, i admit i spent most of the walk telling him i self concious i feel, i'll be hinest i hate the way i look and yes i think i'm fat. But i think that everyone else thinks that too. Adam tells me i'm being paranoi...etc etc... no-one is gonna walk past ,me thinking "she's fat". Anyway he goes home and on my way back I think..maybe i am being paranoid, its just me.
WRONG
As i'm walking down division street 3 ****ing scene guys walk past and say "YOU'RE FAT!!!" and proceed to laugh in my face.
So i guess i'm not paranoid after all. It really ****ing ****es me off. Ok so those skinny ass posers don't know my life history, don't know that the whole reason i was bullied for 5 years was cos of my weight, or that thats the whole reason i suffer from depression and that i started self harming, or hey that when i was 14/15 it was so bad that i practically starved myself thin. But that doesn't excuse the fact they took a cheap shot at looking "cool" by making snide comments about a complete stranger.
I know i am fat. Ok. I'm a size 16/18. I should be about 12 SO yES I'M ****ING OVERWEIGHT but when i need random strangers telling me that and laughing about it i'll ****ing let the world know.
You know, part of the reason i dyed my hair purple, well most of the reason, is that i thought at least that way, when someone sees me in the street, their first thought won't be "she's fat and ugly" but "oh, she has purple hair". Sad eh?


thats what made me sad/angry/****ed off ..meh