Anxiety: Dont eat that, your already fat.
Bulimia: Dont worry Ann ill make her throw it up.
Self-hate: Good.then that fat ass will lose some pounds. She's such a pig.
Depression: hey! You guess are all taking my job. Ugh.
Stress: Hey, listen. You need to do homework still. Then, you have to cut. Then,feed the 2 dogs. 2 cats.
Self-harm: oh yeah! Dont forget bitchy pity seeking whore, You still have to cut. Dont forget to make it deeper. Oh,and om the thighs.
Suicidial thoughts: what? No. On the wrist. On the vein. Make sure its deep so you break the vein.
Me: okay..
Bulimia: wait? No fighting..?
Stress: yeah, i would be fighting thw urge..
Anxiety: I like a good fi-
Me: Im done fighting something i cant defeat..
