=one heart and some random body pieces

Lit From Inside's picture

My painting can't be finished; I don't even feel that finishing is a possibility. I got as far as painting in the base...fluorescent pink. I can't go any farther, all I'm good for is a dressup doll. Play with me, use me, throw me away. Meh. Having an absolute crap time of it over the stupidest thing. Because I'm stupid.

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Emo Rachel's picture

Don't do that...

Don't put yourself down like that. I used to d othat all the time and I overcame the feeling of being abso-fucking-lutely nothing. If you ever need someone to vent on IM me.

It's better to be hated for what you are, than to be loved for what you are not.

Lit From Inside's picture

Oh boi

Oh, do I know what you mean. I used to do it all the time too, last year especially, I was so screwed up. Now I only put myself down like that when I'm mucho wicked sad, which has been increasingly less often. I've felt and understand how beautiful it is to be me, and I'm happy that I am who I am. I most certainly understand that "It's better to be hated for what you are, than to be loved for what you are not." That's why I came out!

Speak roughly to your little boy, and beat him when he sneezes: he only does it to annoy, because he knows it teases. -Lewis Carroll, a man with little sense, and much imagination