the realisation that you have no actual friends is… freeing
HE TEXTED ME AHAOWNDOANFHEJEHEHDNFJEOWKFHEOFNWOFHEISNEIFJEOFNSODNIEHR this has to be a a disease at some point right I mean this is not normal
The way I was so upset and tired and I started to dissociate and drift off and then I got a text message from you and my mood instantly changed. I couldn’t stop smiling and I was bouncing on my feet. And you have no idea. Text me back u rat I need saving again.
bpd culture is "I love you and it's killing me"
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"just be yourself" i dont know who the fuck i am
At this point being in love with you has become a part of my personality. So what’ll happen if I stop?
Without my mental illness I wouldn't know who I am but, because of my mental illness I have no sense of self. Like the logic is super crazy.
I hate how I want him to miss me.
To avoid the sick feeling I get from talking to people about my feelings I am vomiting them out here, enjoy.
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