Maarij

HAKUNA MATATA!!

[philosophybits]

“Life is given to me only once, and never will be again — I don’t want to sit waiting for universal happiness. I want to live myself; otherwise it’s better not to live at all.”

— Fyodor Dostoyevsky, Crime and Punishment

[emotionalwords]

[stuckinapril]

[emotionalwords]

[feelingsoftheday]

u decide what u are worthy of… not someone else. remember that

[mournfulroses]

Mary Oliver, from a poem titled "Work," featured in The Southern Review (edited)

[jirai-girly]

being suicidal is weird because you can cheer up for a day or two and then it hits you again out of nowhere

[bitt3rsweetdiary]

you dont know how fucked up i am

if i tell you that i’m sick

will you still like me?

[whokilledsev]

it's such a lonely existence wanting love but being so abused and traumatized that it feels like a fucking death sentence

[wowlookwhosspirallingagain]

bpd is being TERRIFIED of being forgotten but also wishing people couldn’t perceive you. so weird

[scary-friend]

Me When Minor Inconvenience…

[notasoupcompany]

[papayajuan2019]

are you home. do you want to play. have you eaten today. can i bring you a snack. can you hold my hand

[papayajuan2019]

are you home. do you want to play. have you eaten today. can i bring you a snack. can you hold my hand

[what-iz-life]

Slowly accepting the fact that no matter how deep the bond is, no matter how happy those memories are, the day will come you'll end up taking different paths and move on.

[stvrlightbpd]

why do i crave love so deeply and yet all it seems to do is run away from me.

[smartyy7]

Bpd "isn't a big deal" until I want to rip off my skin and take my organs out of my body. Until I'm crying and shaking because I think I'm going crazy. Until I'm seeing things and feeling things that aren't there. Until I randomly confess things I did ages ago because I feel like my friends remember it and hate me. Until I'm begging for attention or any sign you like me. Until I'm cutting and burning to feel somthing. Until starving hurts and eating hurts more. Until I can't sleep because paranoia creeps under my skin and engraves it self. Until I'm taking all my meds and washing them down with alcohol.