I'm Disgusting.I don't think I'm ugly, I know I am. Inside and out. I wake up every morning, feeling and knowing how utterly disgusting I am. I try to avoid mirrors as much as I can because I don't like what I see. I hate who I am, wish I could've went back in time and changed half of the things I've done. I envy people who are beautiful in one way or another, if they are beautiful inside and out. I wish I could wake up feeling different, or happy with myself, or just f*cking happy at all. I struggle everyday with this, it's the only constant in my life, always waiting to wake up feeling bloody happy with myself, or feel anything at all but disgust, pain, and depressed. But, oh well.. I guess life still must go on, eh?