Having Bpd Really Is Like Playing Life On The Hardest Difficulty It Has To Offer. When You're Upset,

I think the reason I tend to be an oversharer is because my brain just. Doesn't have a sense of how close a relationship is. Like, a conversation between my best friend and someone on the train feels the exact same to me, even if I cognitively know the difference. So I end up just saying stuff when I feel like it, regardless of whether I know the person that well.

I have no real personality, I'm just some kind of monstrous amalgamation of the personalities of every person I've ever been friends with

Trees

un feu chaud et brisé

ça craque comme des os

avec les vignes qui sèchent autour de vous

ils étouffent ton corps

vos cheveux commencent à brûler

et vous êtes pris au piège

et le parfum est vil

pour quand tu meurs

ils meurent aussi

Having to live a future you didn’t think you’d be alive for is so fucking hard

wow I should really go 2 bed omg

I've Endured, Now What?

Blue Iris - Mary Oliver / So This Is All I Will Ever Be? - Fatima Aamer Bilal / Vive, Vive - Traci Brimhall

a solid sort of artificial sensation

the kinds that digs and claws and sinks it's filthy teeth into everything you are

leaves you in a place of remote isolation

and travels deep within the confines of what you use to explain yourself

there's no one here that truly gets it

no one who really wonders if you feel alright, past the point of superficial friendships that you know will never last a lifetime

never last more than a few months, weeks

it's over now, you think

and everything is meaningless