The bpd dichotomy of wanting people I like to take pictures of me but also not recognizing myself in them ❤️
Hmmmm... craving a feminine touch today
I finally re-dyed my hair today :)
une étape
silencieux
corps pressé contre le vent
sueur et larmes
qui est là? ils appellent
il n’y a pas de réponse
silencieux
gelé contre des arbres dansants
pourquoi moi? ils disent
mais ils sont un
et ils sont seuls
il n’y a pas de réponse
une étape
silencieux
(it’s not my first language so, apologies if the grammar is off slightly)
no but you know what would be nice? experiencing the kind of happiness that doesn’t turn out to be a lesson that I have to mourn over for at least 3 months
when you’ve been in so much emotional and mental turmoil recently that going back to feeling absolutely nothing is actually comforting
21F & tired. my old poems are seriously so bad. idk what this is turning into. I just want someone to talk to. open dms
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