Just one wish.
If I had one wish, I would wish to be someone else. I wish I had a different face, different body, different personality. Different dreams, inspirations, life. There’s absolutely nothing special about me. Who would want to deal with me? I’m stupid. I’m fat. I’m ugly. I’m dumb. I’m insecure. I’m emotional. I’m nothing. Me as me is not cut out for this world and I have no place here. No meaning, no reason why I should be living. Without me, life wouldn’t be any different- because there is nothing for me to be living for. There’s nothing for me here. I’m getting more insecure as I live day by day… It’s getting to the point that I don’t even want to live anymore.