"You seem angry."
I jump to my feet. "Yes! I'm angry! i'm angry at you for not realizing that I might not want to wear a freaking swimsuit when I hate how I look. When all I can think about 95 percent of the time is how people are staring at me and judging me." #ya
"I want to believe that there is a somebody out there for me. I want to believe that I exist to be there for that somebody." #ya