The Urge To Bleed Out On The Bathroom Floor While Music Plays In The Background

bpd is a bitch. miss you forever and always michael, im sorry i truly am, wish i knew what i did so i could atleast try to be better.

so far i’ve slept for 16 hours and i’ve had extremely vivid dreams and nightmares. is this normal after emdr???? like wtf???

school and life is so draining, i just don’t even have the energy to write out my emotions. i’m just sick of being borderline and of being tied to [REDACTED] in this way. all i can do is keep praying and doing what i can, and maybe eventually through those i’ll get out of this damn labyrinth of suffering.

having trauma flashbacks when my bf is sleeping next to me is the worst. like i want to wake him up so i can be held but also he is baby and needs to be sleeping???

womp womp :(

i pray so often for my friends and chosen family, but i just know that no one is out there praying for me.

this was written during a suicidal episode, so please bear with the fragmented thoughts and overall vagueness of the big feelings I was feeling.

uriel i wish i hated you. i wish i could not still have some form of love for you.

when i think of you my heart is filled with anguish. i pray that when you think of me, yours is filled with penitence.