Friday, March 2, 2012

And I just got the phone call.

Not gonna eat for the rest of my life, okay?

I think what hurts the most about not getting a bid is that I thought that maybe this time it could be different. Like maybe people would see me, and see past the awkward, socially inept, nervous, fat girl.
But it's never really different, is it?
It's always the same.

1 comment:

Say something nice, say something mean, say something useless, say something productive.

Say anything at all.