I should be over it by now. 2021
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I should be over it by now. 2021
nobody is ever going to love me and i just gotta accept that
I always think everyone is going to leave me, because no one ever stayed.
You can’t even imagine how much I hate myself sometimes.
“I am going to make you love me. Sweetheart, what I mean is: I want to sit on the edge of your bed while you have your breakfast - I want to laugh with you, be incredibly silly, be incredibly happy, be like children, and I want to kiss you more than anything in the world.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay in a letter to George Dillon, c. 1929 (via pinkballerinas)
Shoutout to people with borderline whose generosity has been exploited
Shoutout to people with borderline who continuously dedicate themselves entirely to one person and never experience the same dedication.
Shoutout to people with borderline who have been used countless times because of how loyal they are.
Shoutout to people with borderline who get abandoned because their partner/friend doesn’t have the energy to reciprocate the degree of emotions they feel.
Shoutout to people with borderline who can no longer effectively establish relationships due to abandonment issues.
Shoutout to people with borderline, you’re not alone.
hardest pill i swallowed was realizing i didn’t mean shit to people that meant a lot to me.
Some realizations I had in the last few days
— I’m never going to be good enough to make anyone stay
— I’m needy and pathetic, clingy and annoying. No one wants that
— I’m so inconsequential that I’m not even worth being told by people that they don’t want to talk to me
— there’s something terribly repulsive and unlovable about me
— my sadness will be the only thing that will be there for me so I need to hold on to it
— happiness isn’t for me
— I need to stop trying and accept my fate of dying alone. Let’s face it, why would anyone want me
hope pt 1
I can feel everyone getting sick of me, and to be honest I don’t blame them, I’m pretty sick of myself at this point.