The Sexual Tension Between My Skull And The Wall Is Absolutely Insane.

It finally clicked in my brain, that the reason you don't treat me like you treat others in your life, is because you love the others in your life. You love having them in your life. I've simply become the obligation you can't untangle yourself from.

I think something that is tough about BPD is being in a relatively good place in life and still feeling the destructive urge to end it all.

“whats your name?” - call me scooby cus i can’t doo this anymore

when you finally reach that numb after the breakdown >>>

did you hold me knowing you were going to let me go?

I'm literally in an abusive relationship with myself, I constantly belittle myself, and put myself in situations intentionally to be harmed.

If they only knew....

maybe I deserved better but I wanted you.

Kind of don’t want to have to be strong and keep fighting anymore just want to give up and give in im so tired