"Whatever the mind thinks of, it creates. Whatever it creates, becomes fantasy. And whatever becomes fantasy becomes reality."
I'm shy but I get to know me and I'm a chatterbox. I'm passive sometimes but at other times I'm aggressive. I also suffer from Depression and I'm recovering from a binge-purge eating disorder(Bulimia Nervosa). I self-mutilate and feel I'll never be loved. Even though I know it's not true.
I think I'm ugly, but I'm trying to find that one person willing to prove me wrong.