borderlinepersonalitydisaster20

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guilt eats away at my flesh. it settles in my bones. it lives within my chest.

The cold seasons are for the poets

Who set their hearts on fire

To stay warm

I cannot accept that one person can act so differently. I cannot love and hate a person at the same time and still see them as one person. You are two people. And I only love the one of you that has died. 

Idk if thats a bpd or a me thing

I hate how obsessive I get. It isn’t normal, it isn’t healthy. And it does me more harm than good. You’d think though, really, that being obsessed would make someone flattered. Apparently not.

when you’re not near me, the hole in my chest starts to ache. I have not spoken to you once, nor have you spoken to me. I virtually know nothing about you. But you are now my greatest obsession. I hope I dream of you.

how does one get over a summer love?

My final note to you

I still love you. Just not enough to cry about it anymore. Just not enough to ruin my life. You are like… something that I like to look at. And listen to, talk with, joke with, be around. But something I will never have. That’s okay. I am just fine watching you from afar.

Nothing hurts more than constantly being misunderstood

oh I’ve stopped. I’ve realised how nasty you are. Selfish, rude, self absorbed lowkey kinda ugly, undisciplined loser. Enjoy your life. So glad I’m free from you.

At this point being in love with you has become a part of my personality. So what’ll happen if I stop?

At this point being in love with you has become a part of my personality. So what’ll happen if I stop?

I could stare at you forever. I wish you were mine.

it’s hard to hate someone when you can remember what it was like to love them. I wish I could erase all memories of you from my mind.

I want to pull out all my teeth randomly one night and then scare the shit out of people the next day. Or pull out every alternate tooth so none of them are touching and then put silver caps on the rest of them haha

I want you to dig your hands into my flesh and pull all my bones out one by one and get rid of this humming ache under my skin

I miss you. You make me feel safe. More than you make me feel sick. Whenever I have moments of peace, I think of you. I wish you were there with me.

Fuck everything fuck everyone fuck the central line fuck uni fuck the government fuck inflation fuck the economy everyone should just fucking die and I am going to go live in a post-apocalyptic country side

I miss the way you used to look at me. I spend most of my time living in memories and trying to remember what you sound like.

Idk normalize wanting nothing to do with your fp and hating them and then wanting them to stay

TBPDFW you're in that weird state of mind where you laugh and laugh at the smallest things while inside you think the best thing would be to end your life as soon as possible. Meanwhile you can't concentrate on anything AND you can't tell what you're feeling because the non-stop laughing is confusing you. So people don't understand the danger you're about to put yourself in, and nobody is there to save you from yourself.

I'm so fucking tired of splitting on people. I just fucking said a bunch of shit I didn't want to say cause I'm overwhelmed and stressed and I just...I'm so fucking alone and didn't know what else to do. Fucking hell I want to be rid of this stupid brain.

i would literally give anything for them to be as obsessed with me as i am with them please for once in my life i'll do anything i just need this so bad

thought of you a lot today… idk why. I miss you. You have a soft voice and warm skin.

Bpd culture is your fp talking to someone else and you feel so incredibly unloved and abandoned

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Without my mental illness I wouldn't know who I am but, because of my mental illness I have no sense of self. Like the logic is super crazy.

Fck being nonchalant.

Merge souls with me.

Tw bpd vent

If you don’t want to deal with someone with mental issues don’t. I always warn new friends that I have bpd and I am going to show symptoms. Then they get surprised when I do.

Unless ur my parent you don’t have to deal with me. If you can’t handle it just be fucking honest. I don’t have the energy to be disappointed.

And no I’m not talking about “oh you can’t handle being abused, fuck you” I’m talking about when ppl get pissed that you have mental breakdowns a fuck ton of the time.

Or ignore them because you’re too depressed to talk. That type of shit.

Nobody talks about how hard it is to face people again after you've had an episode in front of them

Once they've seen you do full-force into self-destruct, they always look at you with a sense of wariness and like you're not the person they thought you were

The shame makes me want to rip my skin off