Wallflower.

I'm going crazy. I feel uncomfortable in my own skin, i feel like ripping through myself. I almost feel like i can't breathe sometimes. It takes a lot of time and energy creating this happy front. I must be pretty convincing given the fact my sadness feels invisible to everybody. That's the point, right?

You're ugly, all over.

You need a walk in closet for all of your skeletons.