No You Guys I’m Acc Down So Bad It’s Not Even Funny Anymore

missing him.

violent tendencies are starting to get out of hand almost jumped at and choked out a jabroni on the train today for no reason. It physically hurts my head when I don’t act out on my violent thoughts.

"Memory of sun seeps from the heart", Anna Akhmatova (translated by D. M. Thomas)

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.

next time you say something even slightly mean or offensive I’m going right for your throat

The way I was so upset and tired and I started to dissociate and drift off and then I got a text message from you and my mood instantly changed. I couldn’t stop smiling and I was bouncing on my feet. And you have no idea. Text me back u rat I need saving again.

Get out of my head! Get out!

Sometimes my anger is too much

The way it feels like the way I imagine it might if you smashed all the glass in your house from screaming and then used those shards to construct new eyes by digging them into the already existing ones.

The same way i imagine it might feel if I pressed nails into every inch of my skin

Like open heart surgery without any anaesthesia

Like constant electrocution

I’d rather any of those than to feel my own anger over the fact that you never text me back.

if I think about you long enough or hard enough will I cross your mind?

bpd culture is having a violent/euphoric/“happy” episode only to immediately crash and have a really bad breakdown

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