Without My Mental Illness I Wouldn't Know Who I Am But, Because Of My Mental Illness I Have No Sense

don’t feel very emotionally stable right now I feel beat down and too mentally tired to even speak or move and my mood keeps fluctuating between intense anger and violence and being upset and nostalgic and it’s giving me a headache and I want it to stop and it’s not working

i want to live out my anger, i want to be able to scream and smash, i want to defend myself like an adult. then why am i crying every time

bpd culture is needing everyone to love you constantly

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"I love you more I'd go to hell and back-" I'd tear my lungs out. I'd rip my spine out for you, I would murder someone in cold blood so you could walk on their body to protect your feet. I would rip out my own vocal cords, tear out my eyeballs if that's what you wanted. I would starve myself until I'm dead if you asked, I would run away with you, I'd go to jail, I'd kill your family, I'd steal, murder, hurt, do anything the second you asked.

I hope he misses me.

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

(me, insane since the day i was born) sorry haha this has just been an off day for me

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

my mind flickers to the thought of him and her just conversing….him not thinking about me at all. I just. I don’t want to be thinking like this.