the most punk rock thing i do is wearing my rapist/physical-assaulter/abuser’s ring occasionally whenever things are bad.
it’s like a lil reminder that i will survive, and that’s p cool :)
being aware that your behavior is shaped by childhood experiences is so cringe every time i notice it im like ooo look at her can't even get over what someone told him when she was 7. grow up
god she’s not findable on anything. i just want to make sure she’s alive, and okay. she needs someone to protect her and i couldn’t and i need to fuxking find her im going to cry
her name is Laura. and i failed her and my bad brain forgot her name for so long. i’m so sorry Laura, i am.
4.23.22 - Springtime Winter (excerpt)
I tell him how my dad is clearly trying to kill me, by leaving all of the windows open. I feel a passive pang of ideation. I don't tell him how I wish that it actually would.
I just feel so ugly inside and out.
bpd is a bitch.
i forgot how fucking delulu i get over this specific person. i need to just be fucking shot.
if what’s happening is what i think is happening i will literally just lose my MIND.
TW: TALK OF SA AND SA FLASHBACKS
i literally haven’t been up this late in years. this is insane. i have read so much fanfiction it’s ridiculous. I JUST WANT TO SLEEP PLS !!!!
the only way out will always be through.
✩ 21 ✩ bpd, bipolar, & cptsd diagnosed ✩ helpol ✩ “Freedom is a length of rope. God wants you to hang yourself with it.”
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