Borderlinepersonalitydisaster20 - BPDisaster

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.

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.

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.

craving validation from exactly the wrong person. slay

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'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.