I Know Looking Pretty Won't Change The Fact That I'm A Sinner, Stained By What's Evil In His Eyes, But...

I know looking pretty won't change the fact that I'm a sinner, stained by what's evil in His eyes, but... It's something. I have nothing good about myself, so maybe the looks could get me to smile at my reflection and finally give myself some approvement.

I'm a walking failure. I don't even know why I try.

I'll try not to eat. I have been a whale for too long. Ate too much yesterday. Out of control, I have forgotten how delicious it is, when people compliment my losses of weight.

I wish I was skinny

I'm such a pig... Why can't I do anything right? Is it stupid to continue, despite the failures?

I love Cecilia's vintage wedding dress.

They should've buried her with it :(

I don't know who I am.

I was supposed to be small, pretty and girly. But I'm just disgusting. I have grown. I'm not his little princess anymore.

I'm not me anymore. I'm not who I was supposed to be, And I'm not who I truly am.