I confess that I steal items from my little sister sometimes to make her mad, then replace them without her knowing.
I confess that I'm jealous of my little sister.
I confess that her being skinny and blond and pretty, and me being bigger and shorter and less pretty makes me mad.
I confess that her being albe to talk to guys so easily, and me being uber shy around them makes me mad.
I confess that her wearing a bikini all summer, and me: knee- length shorts and a T-shirt makes me want to hide.
I confess that sometimes I purposley skip breakfast and lunch, but I don't tell my mom...
I confess that every once in a while, I'll try to throw-up a meal, and sometimes I'll succeed...
I confess that I don't love how I look, and I wish more than anything I could change it.
I confess that I know looks aren't everything, and that I should be happy, and I am beautiful, but I still wish I was skinnier, and taller, and less shy, and prettier.
I confess that I like more guys, than I let on.
I confess that I like Timonthy, although I'd never tell my friends.
I confess that I'm too afraid to talk to guys, because I think they'd think I'm fat or ugly or short.
I confess that sometimes I cry myself to sleep...
I confess that I still sleep with my teddy, who is always there to comfort me.
I confess that I need to get over it.
I confess that being tall and skinny isn't everything.
I confess that I am smart, and I have many good friends that love me.
I confess that I love looking in the mirror, and dancing and striking poses.
I confess that I sing Phantom of the Opera in the shower, and believe that the Phantom is there with me. ^^
I confess that at those moments, I think I'm beautiful, and I am.