When I was in highschool I got bullied pretty badly: ugly, shy, ginger, spotty, flat chested, weird, whatever. Some people might say it was a long time ago, some might agree that ideas put in your head early on in life are super hard to lose.
I have tried so hard to accept the person I am today. I love me. Most of the time. One flaw I admittedly have; certain things will bring back thoughts that are difficult to shake off, and before I know it.. I'm that screaming thirteen year old saying I don't wanna go to school today.
Yano when you can tell you're being a bit crazy, but you just can't slam the brakes?
I can't stand being taken for an idiot. Most of me is too smart. But a lot of me is still an idiot.
(Those aren't real mascara tears btw. I'd just done a deepthroat webcam show and my gag reflex ain't shit. Maybe I do need therapy. Hell, this IS my therapy)
