Sticky Notes

“I can’t talk right now, I’m doin hot girl shit”

*reads fanfiction for 3 hours*

*daydreams about my favorite characters and actors*

*takes a nap*

do you ever think you're special to someone, but then you see this person acting the same with everyone else and you're just kind of

oh, alright

thinking you're being overdramatic and paranoid over nothing only to be proven completely right is such a sickening feeling.

bpd develops for a reason. don’t ever let anyone make you forget that.

you were hurt and had no one when you needed it most. you’ve been through so much pain and trauma. regardless of what the world sees you as, this was the way your brain decided to cope. this was the only way your brain knew how to survive and keep you alive to this point. you’re amazing and i’m proud of you

I just want to be important, too.

Doesn't matter how much effort I put in, right? It's hard to love me.

How a person ends things with you, speaks volumes. You always have the choice to be kind and respectful. It’s always there. But he decided not to and although it’s a reflection of him but god damn it always ends with, what did I do.