bipolarbunny
I am being crushed, a stampede through my stomach.
sick.
On the scale, I cry. I am worthless. Stupid. Weak, Greedy. Stepping off the scale, I smile. I am powerful.
All Aboard!! On the train to Denver, I cry. I try to hide it, but others notice.
Barking at the moon,
I am a lunatic
Digging in the ground