Reblog this if you hate your weight.
And it haunts me again.
Why do I torture myself like this? I know what I can’t have, yet I am still trying to go for it. Somehow I believe that I can have everything that I want, but that is only in my dreams. I hope for something so good, knowing that it won’t happen. I scroll through the picture trying to find closure, but end up reminding myself of my own mistakes. I knew that I was going to see things...