Too Pale To Be Jenny

I am not Jenny. I couldn't be Jenny if I tried. Too pale to be Jenny. She is tan, slim, and gorgeous. Bronze, kissed by the sun legs and skin every man lusts over. No freckles and covered in birthmarks. That is me. Jenny has never got sun poisoning, never had burnt bathing suit lines for prom. Doesn't need to lather herself with 65 SPF. She is an oiled babe on hot summer days. She doesn't need to go to a dermatologist for regular check ups. Jenny's never been scared that they lesion they biopsied might be cancer. Worry free, care free. She makes all the boys drool with that tight ass, flat abs, and killer body. I'm terrified to walk in a bathing suit, that my fat ass might jiggle too much. Repulsive. People are probably barfing in bags somewhere watching. Maybe I can get this body into shape and actually go to the gym when I say it. I think I'd rather sit back and enjoy a beer.

"He wanted me to be Jenny."

He wanted me to be Jenny. I sure as hell tried to be. Bulimic, tried it. Anorexic, tried it. Tanning, tried it. Fake nails, tried it. I was never Jenny enough. Always told me I was "too slutty" so he had the right to control my every move. Apparently dating a virgin wasn't the best idea for a non-Christian, different morals about sex, fun-loving, non-Jenny. So I just tried to forget about all of that. Even lied to his dad and said I was a Christian. Is this Jenny enough for the Jenny club?

"Can't you just try to look good for me sometimes?" Said it at the fucking peak of my Jenny-ness. But happy go lucky wanna-be-Jenny over here answered, "Oh babe, I'm sorry, yes of course!" And the Jenny-ness continued. What a stupid bitch that Jenny was. Too bad nobody else liked her. Too bad she was stuck with the one fucking Psycho in the world who actually wanted her to become Jenny. The more Jenny she was, the more she deserved to be with the fucker.

Too bad for him my long lost Friends helped me realize I could never be Jenny, and didn't want to be. Especially for his Dumb ass. Everyone missed ME. They FUCKING HATED Jenny. The dumb bitch.

The stupid piece of shit actually cried when I was getting out of the car. I just looked at him and said "You're not sad, you never even liked the real me."
When he drove away I swear I saw Jenny in the back seat banging on the window mouthing the words "Help me." Guess even Jenny wasn't Jenny enough.