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“Sometimes suffering is just suffering. It doesn’t make you stronger. It doesn’t build character. It only hurts.”
Kate Jacobs (via naturaekos)
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all I want is to fall asleep in your arms one more time
Dear Non-Spoonies
Nothing needs to “happen” for me to be in pain. I am generally in pain and sometimes it randomly gets worse. Don’t fucking ask me “What happened?”
Oh, and P.S. The Fault in Our Stars is fictional, NOT a medical journal. Don’t fucking talk about it like it is.
I always use the phrase “I woke up” for mornings when I feel awful despite nothing monumental to cause it actually happening.
I would love to be in Hawaii right now
IT SUDDENLY GOT REALLY DARK IN HERE LIKE as if someone stood in front of our brightest lamp and it freaked me out so bad cause i thought “GHOSTS??? DEMONS?????” and i turned around and all i saw was
me: don't talk to me i don't want to talk to anyone
me also: why is nobody giving me attention i'm clearly sad
*someone asks me if i'm okay or want to talk*
me: no i don't want to talk to anybody at the minute
me: why does nobody love me or care about me
Last summer I have a major borderline personality disorder flip out by the end of October I couldn't face life anymore and tried to kill myself. The guy that thought the word of me is now scared of what my borderline might do to him. Since I guess I was pretty brutal to him. I don't remember anything. I feel like I'm having to prove I'm okay and worthy of being more the a friend he texts. It's so exhausting. BPD sucks
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The things I find most beautiful about a person are almost never physical.
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