Meet Me On The Borderline

relapse, recovery and everything in between.

[heavensghost]

[destroymylife]

[multa--paucis]

“Sometimes I think you should stop talking to me. Sometimes I think you should stop wasting your time and find someone else. I don’t know if I’m trying to push you away for your sake or my own.”

— i’ve grown into my loneliness, thank you very much

[satancries2]

I don’t care..

[hexgirlsgroupie]

I 📢 have 📢 no 📢 motivation 📢 to 📢 do 📢 anything 📢

[bpdboyyy-blog]

nobodycaresnobodycaresnobodycaresnobodycares nobodycaresnobodycaresnobodycaresnobodycares nobodycaresnobodycaresnobodycaresnobodycares nobodycaresnobodycaresnobodycaresnobodycares

[cptsdraw]

[especially]

[xbloody-thighs-hollow-eyesx]

“It was not the end of the world, but something inside me died.”

— @vvgone (via vvgone)

[clem-style-deactivated20191229]

[open]

[heavensghost]

Supercut / Lorde

[abcdbpd]

My life is run by this little orange strip and I can’t seem to get away.

[tatiinfull]

I disappear sometimes. It’s my thing.

[milowithani]

Do you ever get some crazy and violent intrusive thought about throwing your phone or attacking someone, so you put your phone in your pocket or cross your arms tightly or something, just to make sure you don’t do it??

[abcdbpd]

I do this in the car, I start to imagine just swerving it off the road or straight into a building to kill myself but then I realize, hm, I really just want to only hurt myself and if I do that, then it’ll cause traffic and people might be late to work or lose their job or something just because I decided to be an idiot, or if I’m walking on the side of a bridge, hmm I could literally just jump off right now for no apparent reason just because I can. It’s literally the worst. 

[bpdboyyy-blog]

ive come to the conclusion i’ll never be able to be in a relationship without destroying it.

[abcdbpd]

Consistency.

No one in my life has ever consistently stayed the same, as humans we are ever changing and learning to live and adapt to the different circumstances that life throws our way. Meanwhile, I’m over here and it feels like nothing has changed for me and I just feel fucking crazier and crazier as time goes on. I’ve had people ask me “can’t you just try to separate yourself from your mental illness?” and the answer to that is, I’m too afraid to, because what if having BPD is literally all that I am? I know it’s not a fucking personality trait, but when you are pretty much a collection of all the people you have ever loved, I mean, it’s kind of hard to differentiate the two.