why cant i love myself. i always need to change. maybe i transform into something i feel is worthwhile. being a feminist doesnt mean we cant be self concious about ourselves. i want to be young again nothing mattered and boys had cooties. and drooled. im going to bring my lifesized blow up doll to a private pinic then we going get the lowdown to the showdown. its really late fuck again. ive been socilized to hate people especially my flaws if any lol. once again i want to be loved and love someone as much as they love me i want a guy who will clasp hands with me at a donut shop and tell me im beautiful and interesting and intelligence and couldnt breathe when i walked in the room. i miss stanning. no more 1d for atleast 2 days. goodnight! love you even ifits justme reading