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being a slut but only for this one man who is completly obsessed with me and looks like he could murder me in one sec >>>>>
you know what's frustrating? having so much love to give, putting in efforts to make your loved ones stay, struggling to not be a burden on people, making them handmade things, going out of your way to be for them, checking up on them regularly and not receiving even a tiny amount of it back. the worst part is, even if i stop doing that, the only person suffering would be me because they don't care if i disappear. why should they? they have better people they can love and care for.
♡ 19 | vent blog | tw suicide, obsessive love, stalking, gore | diagnosed bpd she/her
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