Timbur: Hah! She thought I loved her! What a stupid fool. She can back away all she wants, but she can’t be free. No one can. Now. As an adult. I am who I’ve been meant to be. Not some, mare. No. But the strong stallion that I am. I’ve always been. Fuck mom. Fuck her for laughing at me. I’ll show her. I’ll be better than her and she’ll HAVE to respect me! Now that these weights don’t leave me in my place. Now that no one can see them but me. Nothing will stop me. ———— Timbur’s life is shown in this picture. A fearful filly, born as a mare, who trudges through life as the weights stay the same size, but will grow to weigh heavier to feel just as they did when they were young. Sadly. Timbur, with his horrible coping skills. Or.. lack thereof. Has become his mother. Using, abusing others. For his own gain. The cycle continues. Can it be broken? ~Grr
