Unsent Messages

I fucking want to punch the shit out of you. You made me think that I was fat and ugly because I didn't look like the girls you usually date. I had just started recovering from an eating disorder when I first met you, and I was doing good, until you told me that i should lose a couple of pounds if I wanted to be with you. You also told me that I should maybe wear some makeup because I always looked so bad and you didn't want to be embarrassed if any of your friends saw you with me. I also had been self harm free for months until I met you. I opened up about it to you and you called me stupid and reckless for it. I ended up harming again because I didn't know what else to do to relieve the way i was feeling, and when you found out that I did it again you dumped and told the whole fucking school. I was so so so so close to actually ending my life because of you. Your'e a piece of shit.