witheringnostalgia

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get ready for an exuberant summer

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bpd is romanticized until u cut off everyone who loves u and ur banging ur head against a wall, begging for god to make everything stop

#bpd tag

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*violently sobbing* I KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER I KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER KNOW ITS FOR THE BETTER

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I don’t wanna live but I also don’t want to die. All I wanna do is self destruct and make myself suffer , but I also want to find comfort and joy in this life.

#bpd tag

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One person's tone is off and suddenly I'm incapable of moving or feeling anything other than feelings as extreme as grief for hours on end and I'm unable to communicate or talk to people to be able to ask for help or reassurance to fix the problem. Why does my brain have to react this way

#bpd tag

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if someone told me they loved me every 5 minutes, i think i’d live forever

#bpd tag

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Me trying to stay quiet when i am mad and hurt because i know how disrespectful i can get..

#bpd tag

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The smallest bit of criticism and I'm ready to unalive myself

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how can my feelings go from “i wanna die” to “im actually okay!” all within 10 mins ..

#bpd tag

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Bpd anger is a whole other fucking feeling.

I swear to fucking god. It literally makes me want to tear everything apart, tear it all down. It’s fucking killer. The constant switching between intense anger and drowning despair and sadness and depression is fucking killing me it's a constant cycle in less than a fucking hour less than fucking 30 minutes less than 15 I just can't I fucking can't. It makes me want to surrender myself to it. To let it overcome me. Just blind rage. And god help anyone who gets in my fucking way.

#bpd tag

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If someone changes their tone of voice during a conversation with me I feel like the whole worlds collapsed on my body.

#bpd tag

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#bpd tag #mango #kiwi

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Having bpd to me is like I'm the loneliest person on the planet, no matter how many people I talk to, no matter how many connections I make or have, I'm a lonely void who will die alone. I have to be talking to someone or with someone every second of every minute of every day. I love people so much, I need people. There's so many people out there with different things to teach you. And then, if I have to talk to one person for more than 6 seconds today, I'll kill them. I'll kill myself. I need to be left alone for the rest of the day, I need no one but myself to be happy. I don't want to partake in anything with anyone because it's all draining and taking out of my alone time. Everyone is the same, they're all boring and self-absorbed. Every conversation feels like I'm forcing myself to be actively present. I just want to be alone in my room with nothing or no one. I don't see a future where I'm happy with anyone other than being by myself.

#bpd tag

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I killed a part of me to keep you alive.

And u never noticed

#bpd tag #mango

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#bpd tag

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Having bpd is realizing you will literally never be enough for anyone. They'll always be looking for someone or something better and more interesting. I ask myself why I even bother with anyone sometimes.

#bpd tag

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No amount of sleep is enough sleep

#bpd tag