“what’s wrong, talk to me”
“let’s fix this, i can’t lose you”
“we’ll work it out together”
waiting // 01-12-21
Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. Ruin me. R̶̞͉̮̣̪̊̄̑͋̇̆̕͝͝ǘ̴͚̠̻̗͚͗ͅḯ̶̺͇̘̱n̵̡̮͙̱̤̲̪̩͍̆͛̈́͋͋͆͆͗̔͘ͅ ̷̩̤̝̰̲͈͇͆͗̕͜m̷̨̧̠̥͓͈͎̤̼͓̀͒̒͒̿̎̂̏̒͗ê̶͉͇̜̮͓̝̜̱̯̄̈͐̅̀̽͆̓̈.̴͖̭̞͈̭̜̳̈́͊̋̏̅͛͗̉̏ ̷͎͖̻͇͕͇͉͙̽̃͆̌̎̊̿̓̓̕R̸̤̤͙͍͙̦̓̈̊͛̈́̍͑u̴̡̨̧̥̽̈́̀́̏̅͒͊i̶̗͔͍̟̯̔ņ̶̛͓̦͈͖̦͇̺͎̾͆͗͗̏̆̓̈́̀ ̶̞̖̣͙͔̥̗̠̠̐̿̈͗͒̾m̴̹̠̻̱̤͕͖̖̍͑̀͆̌͋́̋̈́͠ḛ̶͖̦̮̹̩͙̆̔̋̚.̶̨̨̖̩̘͍͚̜̻̊̃̔̀̊͐ ̶̡͍͔͈̙̩̀͑̐̊͛̍͠R̴̨̻̱̘͂̏̽͐̈̾u̷̙̰̮̲̱̜̼̮̓̽̽́̽̚ị̸̙̃̀͜ͅn̸͖̳̖̥͉͗̅̉͒͑͒̇̃̈͒ ̷̳͖͓̯̱̐́̽̑̚m̵̫̮̆̑̍̊͜ḙ̸̭̻͎̺̳͎̱̈́͠.̴̝̞́͌̽̑́̋͆͝ ̵̡̨̟̼̼̻̰̻̊̍̋̀̐̃̃̄ͅṚ̶̰̹̠̟͚͈̐̏̊͊̋͗̊̚u̴̗͎͇̗͌̄̑̃̀̿̔͜͠i̴̟̓̈́̿͆͗͝n̷̦̯͔̥̖̦͂̄̉͑͌ͅ ̷̨̘̙̟͎̹̝̣̔͐̔m̷͎̺̲̃͗̚ę̸͙͕͙̀̕.̵̧̝͊̔̇̍́͑͛̓̽͝ ̶̧̠̯̤͙̣̯̜̗͌̈́̀̊͐͒͠͝͝R̷̼̹̉̑̎͌ų̸̪̮̖̬̈́̈́͑̆̅̔̕̕͜͠͝i̶̮̋̈̈́̽̅͝͝n̴̰͒͆͛̇ ̵͉̮́̋͜͝m̴̖͚̺̯͉̆e̷͎̣̰̩͓̹͕͋̊̉͒͝.̶̡̞̘͕͙̪͖̼̬̃̈́́̚ ̷̪͙̩͈͍̙̦͖̙̾R̶͕͇̘͒̑̍͘ư̵͇̣͉̪̻̇̓͗͂̇̆͘͘͜͜i̵̠̦͔̮̤̞̖̣̽̍̎͜n̷̢̨̻̖̰̲͐̏́͂̌ͅ ̷̳̮͔͕͙̈̋͊̀͂̀̍m̸̢̟̪̋̕͠é̵̳̆̄̏̀̀̈́.̶̢̱̮̫̳̗̠͛̈́̈̽̍̍̂ ̴̫̦̬̻̣̯̘̞̆̄̇͆̅̿͋͒͝R̴̡̭̭͑̅͘͝ú̶̡̨͇̙̪̰̱̳̟͊̉̒̍̓̍͋i̷̢̢͕̰̩͖̮͙͗́̃̏̍͜͜͠n̵̛̰̩̼̥̦̼͊̐̍̊̕ ̴̙͚̦̞͈̖̖̬̱͋̍͝ͅm̵̖̝̙̦̬̐̽̊̆͋̌̔e̶̖͖̅̂̊̊̒̋͗̚.̸͈̯̝̟͑ ̷̧͖͕̱̫̯͖̎̃̀̇͐͘R̷̗̖̱̜͙̤̀̇́̏̀u̴̢̱̪͙̞̳̱͉͌̓͌͝ͅí̸̛̩̤͇̇͗͋͋̚͝͝n̶̛̞̞͉̾̽́ ̴̗̮͖̤̻̱͘ͅṁ̵̨̢̖̟͕̍̈̀̀̈́͐̅̈͘ȩ̵͓̫̙͌͝.̵̩̽̄̇̏̈̓R̶̞͉̮̣̪̊̄̑͋̇̆̕͝͝ǘ̴͚̠̻̗͚͗ͅḯ̶̺͇̘̱n̵̡̮͙̱̤̲̪̩͍̆͛̈́͋͋͆͆͗̔͘ͅ ̷̩̤̝̰̲͈͇͆͗̕͜m̷̨̧̠̥͓͈͎̤̼͓̀͒̒͒̿̎̂̏̒͗ê̶͉͇̜̮͓̝̜̱̯̄̈͐̅̀̽͆̓̈.̴͖̭̞͈̭̜̳̈́͊̋̏̅͛͗̉̏ ̷͎͖̻͇͕͇͉͙̽̃͆̌̎̊̿̓̓̕R̸̤̤͙͍͙̦̓̈̊͛̈́̍͑u̴̡̨̧̥̽̈́̀́̏̅͒͊i̶̗͔͍̟̯̔ņ̶̛͓̦͈͖̦͇̺͎̾͆͗͗̏̆̓̈́̀ ̶̞̖̣͙͔̥̗̠̠̐̿̈͗͒̾m̴̹̠̻̱̤͕͖̖̍͑̀͆̌͋́̋̈́͠ḛ̶͖̦̮̹̩͙̆̔̋̚.̶̨̨̖̩̘͍͚̜̻̊̃̔̀̊͐ ̶̡͍͔͈̙̩̀͑̐̊͛̍͠R̴̨̻̱̘͂̏̽͐̈̾u̷̙̰̮̲̱̜̼̮̓̽̽́̽̚ị̸̙̃̀͜ͅn̸͖̳̖̥͉͗̅̉͒͑͒̇̃̈͒ ̷̳͖͓̯̱̐́̽̑̚m̵̫̮̆̑̍̊͜ḙ̸̭̻͎̺̳͎̱̈́͠.̴̝̞́͌̽̑́̋͆͝ ̵̡̨̟̼̼̻̰̻̊̍̋̀̐̃̃̄ͅṚ̶̰̹̠̟͚͈̐̏̊͊̋͗̊̚u̴̗͎͇̗͌̄̑̃̀̿̔͜͠i̴̟̓̈́̿͆͗͝n̷̦̯͔̥̖̦͂̄̉͑͌ͅ ̷̨̘̙̟͎̹̝̣̔͐̔m̷͎̺̲̃͗̚ę̸͙͕͙̀̕.̵̧̝͊̔̇̍́͑͛̓̽͝ ̶̧̠̯̤͙̣̯̜̗͌̈́̀̊͐͒͠͝͝R̷̼̹̉̑̎͌ų̸̪̮̖̬̈́̈́͑̆̅̔̕̕͜͠͝i̶̮̋̈̈́̽̅͝͝n̴̰͒͆͛̇ ̵͉̮́̋͜͝m̴̖͚̺̯͉̆e̷͎̣̰̩͓̹͕͋̊̉͒͝.̶̡̞̘͕͙̪͖̼̬̃̈́́̚ ̷̪͙̩͈͍̙̦͖̙̾R̶͕͇̘͒̑̍͘ư̵͇̣͉̪̻̇̓͗͂̇̆͘͘͜͜i̵̠̦͔̮̤̞̖̣̽̍̎͜n̷̢̨̻̖̰̲͐̏́͂̌ͅ ̷̳̮͔͕͙̈̋͊̀͂̀̍m̸̢̟̪̋̕͠é̵̳̆̄̏̀̀̈́.̶̢̱̮̫̳̗̠͛̈́̈̽̍̍̂ ̴̫̦̬̻̣̯̘̞̆̄̇͆̅̿͋͒͝R̴̡̭̭͑̅͘͝ú̶̡̨͇̙̪̰̱̳̟͊̉̒̍̓̍͋i̷̢̢͕̰̩͖̮͙͗́̃̏̍͜͜͠n̵̛̰̩̼̥̦̼͊̐̍̊̕ ̴̙͚̦̞͈̖̖̬̱͋̍͝ͅm̵̖̝̙̦̬̐̽̊̆͋̌̔e̶̖͖̅̂̊̊̒̋͗̚.̸͈̯̝̟͑ ̷̧͖͕̱̫̯͖̎̃̀̇͐͘R̷̗̖̱̜͙̤̀̇́̏̀u̴̢̱̪͙̞̳̱͉͌̓͌͝ͅí̸̛̩̤͇̇͗͋͋̚͝͝n̶̛̞̞͉̾̽́ ̴̗̮͖̤̻̱͘ͅṁ̵̨̢̖̟͕̍̈̀̀̈́͐̅̈͘ȩ̵͓̫̙͌͝.̵̩̽̄̇̏̈̓
“what are you gonna do, cry about it?” yes . the fuck
people with obsessive tendencies always look so small and harmless and cute, it's fucking hilarious
I'm probably annoying you at this point.. how many times did i tell you that i adore your voice?
Stalk me ♥️ Obsess over me ♥️ Want to destroy anyone who even looks at me ♥️ Make me yours ♥️ Keep me entirely to yourself ♥️
♡ 19 | vent blog | tw suicide, obsessive love, stalking, gore | diagnosed bpd she/her
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