Remember that feeling that i wished would never disappear? Well, It’s sort of transformed. Pinch me I must be dreaming, but I actually feel excited for what the future has in store for me. I’m Fat, ugly (Inside and Out), and a failure. I want to slim, but not to strut it off, I want to prove to boys. That girls aren’t just there for looks, were are NOT toys that they can toss of when they’re through. I want a fresh new me, not depressed. I don’t want to cry myself to sleep, put my family through hell or anything else. Here and now I’ll lock up my past in these words and never look back on it. It’s a secret. Will you keep it?