Dangerously low.

Why can't I be as thin as everyone else.
I want to deactivate all other forms of social networking because I'm constantly reminded of what I'll never be.

I would be willing to wager, 
a fair share of my dime..
to the prospect that nothing will ever be okay.
To the idea that he'll never love me;
because I'm hideous; 
senile and twisted.
because I'm simply to far gone; 
too much of a lost cause.
Because he's already expressed,
much like everyone else; 
that he's annoyed by the thought of me.
And to be honest, I hate the thought of me too.