“You don’t know distance until you’ve shared your bed with someone who’s falling out of love with you.”
— Beau Taplin (via thoughtkick)
"I'm Dorothy Gale from Kansas"
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he wasn't even looking at me and he found me
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“You don’t know distance until you’ve shared your bed with someone who’s falling out of love with you.”
— Beau Taplin (via thoughtkick)
Andrew Moore, Restoration Studio, St. Petersburg, 2002.
Grandmas were so right about puzzles and knitting and crocheting and solitaire and reading slow and slippers and baking and watching deer in the backyard send post
how to not kill yourself over something little, real tutorial no hacks
who else mourning the person they could've been if they were treated kindly as a child
I want to cut off the parts of my body I hate but then there would be nothing left
I think one of the worst symptoms of bpd is the lack of emotional permanence no matter how many good and loving people you have in your life the second you are alone it feels like you were never loved and it was all just a figment of your imagination
(Source: @mysillycomics! I got this off Instagram so I didn’t know it cropped the artist credit out!)
crazy how trauma isn't your fault but it's your responsibility to heal
therapists saying you're surprisingly self aware is like being called a pleasure to have in class for adults
"You’re so polite" thanks i was raised in constant fear of upsetting people.
sorry for showing symptoms of the disorder i told you multiple times I have. Do you want me to kill myself?
the devil couldn’t reach me so he made me feel like i dont belong anywhere.
date idea: u tell me exactly how u feel about me in specific detail until my brain calms down and stops thinking u hate me
Thanks for hanging out with me! Was I cool? did you like me? What do you think of me in detail? Do you hate me?