I hate how my friends make me feel about myself.
They always complain about their bodies and looks but they’re completely gorgeous and perfect. So if they think they’re ugly and fat, then I’m obviously ugly and fat, too, because I’m nowhere near as gorgeous as them.
I never wanted a boob job until they were my friends.
I never wanted to stop eating until they were my friends.
I didn’t want to cut again until they were my friends.
I never wanted to disappear until they were my friends.
That’s not how friends are supposed to make you feel, right?