Its official i am ugly

Well lets see im sitting here alone on homecoming. alone like usual. what is my problem. all i do is sit here sad. last night my two roommates went out to shoot rabbits and they had a couple girls that they were gunna with them. at the last minute they invited me and i said yeah sure why not. i get dressed and go. but they dont have ammo or a flashlight. so low and behold mr nice guy who does anything and everything for anyone. well at the end of shooting we go to mcdonalds. standing back from the group i could tell that i wasnt needed there. i was the 5th wheel. the ugly fat fifth wheel. im not good enough for anyone. or anything. people usually leave. by usually i mean always... so i walk home while walking i get calls from my roommates and snap chats. but i dont answer. they dont need to know what im going through. how i know that no one will trully wants to be with me or around me. oh well. let see. people recently stopped talking to me. i dunno what i need to do. i can start with getting control of my addiction. i can do this. i need to do this. i feel like if i start working out again i can get a handle on my addiction and it will help me to get over the fact that im fat... oh well.