Life in hole.

Body Of Me Dear Body of Me, I hate saying that, because more than anything I wish that you weren't my body. I wish you belonged to a criminal, or some horrible person who's done something terrible; somebody who understandably deserves such a horrible physical appearance such as you. Every few hours I look into a mirror, hoping that what I always see has changed, faltered in any way. And every few hours I cringe, …

…So I guess, even though I'm not hurting you in my vision, it would be alright with me if I was, because you betrayed me, went behind my back, and ruined my life. And I need to fix you, to make you small, so I can have my life back. So please just stop fighting! Stop tainting whoever's vision you are ! and show the truth. Please. I promise I'll never be bad again. Sincerely, Janaine