This is my body.
All mine.
From the soles of my feet to the crown of my head
I own this.
And I can do, whatever I want with it
I can feed it, or starve it
I can nurture it, or let it waste away
I can hurt it, or protect it.
I struggle with that, I know which is the right choice, but sometimes I fail to make it. That is my burden to carry.
My choices will have consequences,
the scars may fade, but they will always be there,
on my body.
In the past, people have tried to take it from me,
claim it for their own.
grab it
use it
control it
But I will not allow that again.
No one will take my body from me.
Not again.
And if they try,
I’ll cut off their fingers, so they cannot grab me
their arms, so they cannot hold me
their legs, so they cannot chase after me
and their tongue, so that not even their words can touch me.
My body.
In the future, I may choose to offer my body to others
but I will do so with the knowledge that it is mine to give and refuse
that while I may let them touch it, it will always be mine.
This is my body.
I can do, whatever I want with it.
This.
Maybe I self sabotage my life just so I can have a reason to end it all...
And in the end, maybe that's what I've wanted all along...
To end it...
BAHAHAHAHAH SAME
"fuck you my child is completely fine"
Your child has 8 pencil sharpeners yet none of them have the blades in them and wears hoodies in the summer
It's me I'm the child
BPD is exposing yourself to triggering content knowing how it will make you feel, then wallowing when the feelings come and swallow you whole. Self-sabotage, my peeps. Self-sabotage.
Me: I don’t give a fuck
Also Me: *gives way to many fucks*
God, i feel like such a fucking burden. Why can’t i just shut up and deal with it myself. i’m sure that no one wants to hear me whine about how fucking repulsive i am… i wish i could just stop being so fucking annoying. i always do the same fucking shit of getting bad again every few months like an absolute fucking idiot and slitting myself all over and just. being so fucking disgusting. i’m sure that at this point everyone’s so fucking done of me complaining about it. i don’t even know why i bring it up… they’re clearly so fucking tired of me.
This
I envy the hero’s who weren’t a coward and took their own life. I hope to make that list one day…
✨this✨