Thought I could prove myself wrong today.
I was wring about that, ironically.
I have this feeling I'll always let myself, and everybody else, down.
I'll never be a good girlfriend again because of my past
and I can't ever change that.
I'll never get down to my dream weight because when I'm sad, I either starve or binge.
Usually binge.
I'm fucking useless and I don't give a shit about anything.
I don't care if my coping mechanisms don't sit well with anybody else.
I'm tired of my brain going nonstop whilst sitting alone
or even in the company of someone else and my thoughts overpower their words.
Seriously, what the FUCK is wrong with me?
Help me.
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