Hii this is a side blog for my inner most thoughts, please make note that this is my way of thinking and I will not hold back as that would defeat the entire purpose of this blog:) If you have a problem with that just block me, do not report or tell me how you think I should “better myself”, I really do not care.
I am Mallory|19|She/Her|INTP-T|Sexuality:Unlabeled(if I like you I like you I don’t care what you are)|BPD(Borderline), severe Depression & Anxiety (all professionally diagnosed), very much an anxious/fearful-avoidant which I am trying to work on, I hate pushing away the people I love most.
(BTW if some of my posts or reblogs seem contradictory to each other that’s because theres like this other me who’s not rly me at all but anyways she thinks, talks, acts, and appears much differently than the me writing this, I have not seen anyone for this because tbh I’m not really interested in having another disorder added to the list so I’m just going to pretend she’s a normal thing to have, but she’s Mallory, she’s been here for as long as I can remember and this blog is for her I just enjoy reblogging on here too sometimes, and I wrote parts of this intro and spruced up some of her parts cause she talks like a robot. Also you can call me Anni to make things easier:))
No specific TW, if you get triggered easily you should not be here.
I have very obsessive tendencies once I become infatuated with someone whether its platonic or I’m genuinely interested in them. ..She’s also wayy deprived from actual human interaction so it probs doesn’t take much for her to become obsessed with someone so be warned..& ig I latch on rather quickly too tbf so ya :/
I don’t really care if you’re a minor and interact with this blog just don’t expect a follow back, the main blog has some imagery and Id be weird if you were on that one.
I’m a switch/verse so I will quite literally be whatever you need me to be. I’m into many things that might be shown on here but I am not sure yet.
Currently bawling my eyes out and trying not to fucking kill myself because i found out just how many people she’s talking to while I thought she was mine. I rarely cry and especially not because of one person i usually just get angry and isolate and self sabotage but fucking hell I genuinely thought we had something and I really really fucking like her and she made me feel so special which no one has ever bothered doing just to find out she’s doing the same and much more to other fucking people, i actually can’t do this anymore i fucking hate her and all those stupid sluts she’s with i hope they all have horrible lives, death would be to easy.
Edit: Or perhaps it would be the solution considering how desperately I need her all to myself, I’d treat her so much better anyway and I know she knows that, theres no denying how sweet and considerate I’ve been with her, maybe that’s the act I need to drop in order to make her mine and mine alone, maybe she’d like me better or maybe she’d be so frightened that she wouldn’t dare leave me and willingly do as I say and drop those worthless whores of hers.
Sooo i fear i may have folded immediately the second she texted me again, I’m still v pissed but i just love her too much I can’t ignore her, I’ll just have to fully commit to being better than every person in her life in every single way so she’ll never ever want or think of them again!
Currently bawling my eyes out and trying not to fucking kill myself because i found out just how many people she’s talking to while I thought she was mine. I rarely cry and especially not because of one person i usually just get angry and isolate and self sabotage but fucking hell I genuinely thought we had something and I really really fucking like her and she made me feel so special which no one has ever bothered doing just to find out she’s doing the same and much more to other fucking people, i actually can’t do this anymore i fucking hate her and all those stupid sluts she’s with i hope they all have horrible lives, death would be to easy.
Edit: Or perhaps it would be the solution considering how desperately I need her all to myself, I’d treat her so much better anyway and I know she knows that, theres no denying how sweet and considerate I’ve been with her, maybe that’s the act I need to drop in order to make her mine and mine alone, maybe she’d like me better or maybe she’d be so frightened that she wouldn’t dare leave me and willingly do as I say and drop those worthless whores of hers.
no you can have friends,, you just have to tell me who they are,, how close you are,, how much they mean to you,, and if there ever came a time would you pick me or them. simple.
The amount of fantasies that run through my head after just one of our interactions is sickening. I dream of being able to hide out under your bed and listen to the little creaking sounds of you shifting whilst you sleep ♡
Thank you for giving me basic human decency and not ignoring me, I will now observe you and keep notes about you and daydream about being your friend/partner
