daily routine

K.T Williams

waking up in the morning is a chore
i will myself back to sleep
and fail miserably every. single. morning.
i have bags around my eyes
freckles in weird places
and mountainous pimples cover my face.
my thighs jiggle like jello when i walk
my hair is disheveled
i barely take the time to brush it some days
looking at myself in the mornings make me want to scream
mostly out of frustration but other times out of anger or disgust
by society's standards i am fat
and my mine i am unworthy
it's not that i hate myself
it's just that i wish i were someone else
but i'm not.
i'm just me.


  • Author: K.T. Williams (Pseudonym) (Offline Offline)
  • Published: February 24th, 2017 12:17
  • Category: Unclassified
  • Views: 50
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  • WG7

    I know how it feels...though don't worry you aren't fat. And society can go fuck itself because you are perfect how you are. 🙂 don't change anything about yourself please.

  • Goldfinch60

    The beauty in anyone is inside and can be seen when looking into their eyes. Good write, just be you.

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