No one knows just exactly how broken I really am. I'm apart of the group that isn't exactly popular but we're not unpopular either. I have a good amount of friends, have a decent paying job, live in a rich neighborhood, I could go on and on about how "great" my life is. I have everything a 16 year old girl could ask for. Physical things that is. It's the things that I really want that I'll never have. I'll never be skinny, I'll never be the friend that is anyones first choice, I'll never have anyone that cares about me as much as I do them. My life is a whirlwind right now. Why can't I be happy? Why do I have to depend on a pencil sharpener blade to relieve the numbness I constantly feel. Why can't I be normal? I can't help but feel like I don't belong here. Like this isn't the life I'm supposed to be living.