should have died at 15 but now it's too late and i have dishes to do
This is disturbingly relatable
“The saddest kind of sad is when your tears can’t even drop and you feel nothing. It’s like the world has just ended. You don’t cry. You don’t hear. You don’t see. You stay. For a second the heart dies.”
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Telling someone what you really feel is the hardest thing to do at the same time, the bravest
jupiters-saddest-alien
Always somewhere between try harder and why bother
it's such a lonely existence wanting love but being so abused and traumatized that it feels like a fucking death sentence
I can literally feel the thoughts bubbling in my head like a cursed soup
i think the worst part about bpd no one talks about is being self aware. being aware of it doesnt make it any better, if anything it makes it worse because of how frustrating it is. like i know that what im doing is a symptom, but i still cannot stop myself from doing it. yes, it does make me feel absolutely ridiculous that my entire mood and well-being depends on whether you say 'ok' or 'okay', but i literally do not have a choice.
i wish i had a soundproof room that i could just scream in for hours