I Miss Being Loved.

I feel like an idiot. College is great, so long as I don't let my mind think for a moment about home. People are nice, they really are, but today is not a good people day. What I mean is, they can be, frankly, annoying. Not only that, but sometimes they make me feel as if I don't belong. Ha, it's as if I'm not human myself.



So I went to my room, where I am now. Started ogling thinspiration and little mottos like

And who would've guessed the feeling that would arrive? What a trigger. I'm basically shooting myself.



I can't help wanting to be held. To feel pretty. To feel valued. These people are strangers, and I want to be kissed by a friend.