When we went shopping for prom dresses, i was really disgusted with myself. i have one pale flabby body. Normally, it doesn't bother me. But that day it did. i have a completely seperate image of myself in my own mind than what is reality.

i'm not this girl.

i wish i was strong, independant, and willing. i wish i did and said the right things at the right time. i wish people called on me when they needed a favor because they could count on me to do it right. i do nothing right. i don't take initiative because i can't do anything right. i just want to be left alone for now.

"It is better to remain silent and be thought a fool than to open one's mouth and remove all doubt."

If you say so, Mr. Twain.