you were wrong for what you did to me. but i was sick for kinda liking it.
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you were wrong for what you did to me. but i was sick for kinda liking it.
Our queen
She makes me feel less crazy.
When you think about it, there is no such thing as “freedom” outside of the Take that how you will but I’m not free from my thoughts and mind, I’m not fully FREE.
I feel so bad. My ex boyfriend is my favorite person and I wish I could make this stop. I wish he wasn’t what my mood depended on. Idk what to do I feel so guilty for myself this isn’t the person I wanted to be.
the worst part about moodswings are when i know i'm being irrational over something so i have to sit there and seethe.
What doesn't kill you leaves you bleeding for the rest of your life wishing it did
Having a personality disorder can lowkey be so embarrassing like "sorry I did that I didn't get enough love and was traumatized instead so now I beg for attention and get jealous of people getting attention or talking to the people I want attention from"
She gets it
I was kind to you.
I was love for you.
I laid still for you
and you ran through me
like concrete meant to be stepped on,
like dirt you never bothered to see.
I bled quietly because of you,
careful not to interrupt your comfort.
as the blade slid across my wrist I felt closer to living than death.