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occasionally subtle
Jules of Nature

shark vs the universe
i don't do bad sauce passes
wallacepolsom
almost home
YOU ARE THE REASON
todays bird

pixel skylines
Monterey Bay Aquarium
noise dept.

if i look back, i am lost

@theartofmadeline
Sweet Seals For You, Always
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@emptyfeelings
i dont care (this affected me deeply and made me cry for several hours)
having bpd and being self aware is actually crazy like it feels like i'm watching a train wreck unfold and i can't do anything to stop it
why are people so shocked and concerned when my borderline personality is being borderline.. like yes, my mind isn’t stable I don’t just say or do things because it’s silly
i know, i know, i know
men when they realize BPD does not in fact make me "obsessed with them" in a cute lil way but makes me "obsessed" to the point it will drive me literally insane and i will sabotage the relationship.
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Dissociation be like:
Gee, when was the last time I felt an Emotion?
“Tell me a bit about yourself” umm… who am I, and what do I like?
*Viewing the grocery store like a new reality to the point where you get disoriented and have to leave*
What was I doing again? Oh, right ✨absolutely nothing✨
Am I dizzy or am I tired? Am I tired or am I floating? Am I floating or am I floating?
These are… interesting… *Goes catatonic while questioning your hands*
“I’m sorry, but the person you are trying to reach is currently unavailable-”
Hold up, when is next Tuesday again?
*Stares down clock for a full two minutes* What time is it?
*Fumbling, bumping into, and tripping over everything. completely dazed and unfazed.*
*Laughing* like, I know that should hurt, but like…
*Was literally just put through a traumatic situation* Eh, I’ve been through worse 🙂
“You’re so resilient” *can’t connect to feelings or memories enough to be disturbed unless you’re literally facing torture, brutality, and/or death*
Why actually deal with your problems when you can just completely erase them from your mind?
You need drugs to screw up your perception? Pathetic. *Simply zones out really hard until everything goes all floaty and shifty and far away.*
*Stands up* Have I always been this tall?
“Yeah, yeah, life sucks. But have you seen this picture? Yeah, I get it. The world is falling apart. I promise I care. It’s just. well. cats in bow ties…”
I don’t need company. I have my brain for that. *Has a conversation with yourself for three hours straight while everything around you fades into the background.*
*Gets behind a wheel. Blanks out. Turns the engine off and sits in the parking lot for 20 minutes before:* Wait, why’d I come here?
*Wandering aimlessly in a state of mental confusion*
*Cracks an egg directly into the sink while cooking* Wait, what’d I just do?
*Appears to be sleeping with your eyes open. Is actually just staring through everything while your vision unfocuses and mind goes completely blank.*
Blacking out in social situations for reasons while some unknown force overtakes you and having very little memory of what you said and did after the fact.
Having very little connection to anything at all, feeling like you’re an observer of your own life rather than a participant, and feeling like everyone you interact with is being viewed through a wall of glass rather than being part of the same world as you.
December was terrible. I was, too.
tired of children's media propaganda broccoli is actually the best vegetable in the whole wide world she is my girlfriend and my wife and we should make broccoli the international vegetable of all time
can i help you
“Soprattutto imparammo a conoscere la morte, a un'età in cui di solito ci si considera immortali.”
— La voce del Vietnam - Philip Caputo