I looked in the mirror a while ago and realised something; I'm not that fat, I'm not that ugly.
I like my legs. My arms. My hair.
The stuff that I dont particularily like, well it's not that bad. Looking closly at myself, I've realised something. That nobody else notices my stomache. Nobody else even cares how i look. People arent that vain. And if they are, they arent my friends.
My eyes are pretty cool. but then again, whos arent? Everyones eyes are cool.
My eyebrows are allright I guess. I'm not that fat. My face has a good shape. My lips and nose are well propertioned with the rest of my face.
I'm not pretty, but im not that ugly either.
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MY SELF HARM STORY/DIARY
RandomFrom how it started to where I am now. I will message anyone back with answers to any question they have about anything- I'm more than happy to; especially if it stops someone or just makes someone think twice about doing it.
