
plast1c_sk1n
✘ no longer human ✘
- Jul 4, 2024
- 19
It's an extremely strange feeling.
I think I'm the most attractive person alive. I stare at myself in the mirror and think I'm so hot. I think anybody who looks at me would fall in love with me.
I also think I'm so hideous nobody could ever bare to love me after seeing me when I'm not posing and trying to look good. I think plastic surgery is my only option.
I think I'm skin and bones and disgusting to look at. I also think I'm thin and toned and beautiful and perfect. I also think I'm a hideous disproportionately fat abomination.
I think I'm smarter than everyone around me. I think I'm the best at everything I do. I think I'm perfect and talented at everything I try. I stare and admire my own work for hours and expect everyone to be impressed with everything I produce
I think I'm a failure, I'm useless, I have nothing. I think I've chosen the wrong path and that I should just give up because I'll never be good enough. I see other people who are infinitely better than me and yet chose not to pursue this career and I wonder what I'm even doing here instead of someone like that. I think everyone who sees my work is laughing
I think I'm funny and charismatic and fun to be around. I think everyone wants to be my friend. I think I'm popular and well liked and admired. I think anyone who hates me is only jealous of my perfection.
I think I'm annoying and miserable and a pain to talk to. I think I'm desperate and everybody who hangs with me is only doing so out of pity. I regret every word that I've ever spoken and I hate how I'm so awkward and never know how to act or what to say.
I think I'll be successful in life no matter what I do.
I think I'm destined to be a failure no matter what I do.
Why why why why why?
I think I'm the most attractive person alive. I stare at myself in the mirror and think I'm so hot. I think anybody who looks at me would fall in love with me.
I also think I'm so hideous nobody could ever bare to love me after seeing me when I'm not posing and trying to look good. I think plastic surgery is my only option.
I think I'm skin and bones and disgusting to look at. I also think I'm thin and toned and beautiful and perfect. I also think I'm a hideous disproportionately fat abomination.
I think I'm smarter than everyone around me. I think I'm the best at everything I do. I think I'm perfect and talented at everything I try. I stare and admire my own work for hours and expect everyone to be impressed with everything I produce
I think I'm a failure, I'm useless, I have nothing. I think I've chosen the wrong path and that I should just give up because I'll never be good enough. I see other people who are infinitely better than me and yet chose not to pursue this career and I wonder what I'm even doing here instead of someone like that. I think everyone who sees my work is laughing
I think I'm funny and charismatic and fun to be around. I think everyone wants to be my friend. I think I'm popular and well liked and admired. I think anyone who hates me is only jealous of my perfection.
I think I'm annoying and miserable and a pain to talk to. I think I'm desperate and everybody who hangs with me is only doing so out of pity. I regret every word that I've ever spoken and I hate how I'm so awkward and never know how to act or what to say.
I think I'll be successful in life no matter what I do.
I think I'm destined to be a failure no matter what I do.
Why why why why why?
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