they don't need me in the way that i need them, and i think that's the most painful thing i've ever experienced.

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they don't need me in the way that i need them, and i think that's the most painful thing i've ever experienced.
Is it me? Am I the reason people always leave? Am I the reason all these things keep happening to me?
Everybody always leaves eventually
“My heart is so tired”
— Markus Zusak
why do i get punished for everything i do when i have the purest intentions but the people i love hurt me all the time and im the one always apologising
That sickly feeling when you realize you don’t know how to love. You only know how to be devoted like a dog which has been abused all its life yet licks the hand which beats it.
today has too many buttons and none of them say skip
ok guys so maybe he does love me and I'm just a mentally ill degenerate lolol
it's so unfair.
when you have bpd, you can't be loved at your worst.
because your worst is hurting people. you have to overthink everything, constantly analyze yourself, filter every single one of your behaviors, bottle up all your emotions, just to be acceptable.
why. i don't understand. why did not being loved lead to me becoming unlovable.
I hate that I’m like this. I hate that I care this much. I hate that a single thought can ruin my entire week. I hate that i react this way. Does this ever end?
sometimes the plan is just to look normal in public
theyll never even know im still driving myself completely crazy over them
Nobody will every be able to love me like i love them and its so exhausting and alienating what the fuck is wrong with me
Can i mean something to someone? Please?
r u thinking about me today too
the depression is slowly crushing my soul more and more each second
SOMEBODY LOBOTOMIZE ME
That's my problem, I think too much and I feel too deeply. What a dangerous combination.