I feel pain

In my body and my mind and my heart. I don't like my lifestyle. I'm pushed to hard for no good reason. I don't think I can keep doing this. My health is suffering. All because of those loans. They loom over me. I want to run away to a lost city in Missouri where no one will find me ever again.

My body feels tubby and wubbly and when I walk I hate myself. I imagine what I look like to others. Worthless. Fat. Waste of space on this planet.






I'm gonna die alone.