I have diagnosed bpd and am unmedicated , i come to vent out my intrusive and irrational thoughts on here.
THIS PAGE IS NSFW
DISCLAIMER: i do not act most things that i think, it doesn't include hurting anyone or doing anything truthfully harmful - these are just thoughts i have in my head and i'm here to find people who daydream / think the same way that i do.
i am obsessive , i am possessive — and compulsive .
(mainly here in manic episodes)
pls read more !! ⬇️
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jpn / esp / eng
im 20
i love music and art, i love different kinda of aesthetics too, you'll see my reposts and understand more of how i picture my own energy.
i can be a bit cold and bitter, or straightforward. i promise I’m not usually mean, but we’re strangers on the internet.
triggering topics will be mentioned.
such as :
sh
ed / body checking
obsessive stalker - like thoughts
blood
disorganized thoughts
- please be aware that some of my posts contain unstable ramblings, if that can throw you into your own episodes pls avoid
#NORMME - kinda normal kinda relaxed “regular” thoughts
sorry to be vague i don’t really know how to describe my interests — you literally just have to see to understand <3
please don’t judge / hate , this area is my only outlet and i feel comfortable enough to share some of these thoughts.. don’t ruin that :}
I HATE INCONSISTENCY!!!! I HATE WHEN YOU DONT KNOW WHAT YOU WANT!!! IM ALWAYS LEFT WAITING!!!! i know patience is key, but i hate that i feel so liked one moment — so i get involved and then its gone. i WILL kill you and myself like
there’s something about life that feels so terribly sad no matter how high i try to keep my mood, i always feel i’m missing something from it, a big piece of me is somewhere that i’ve always wanted to be and the rest of me lives in my current presence. somewhere in some universe , i am everything i have ever wanted to be.. everything i’ve done was right and i’ve never made any mistakes. obviously, that’s not how life works. but i can’t help but wonder that when i die, ill be reborn as everything i’ve ever dreamed of, i’ll have a purpose that isn’t the one i have now, one that i forced myself to believe was okay because my circumstances couldn’t give me what i’ve ever wanted. part of me thinks that eventually i will have the life i’ve always wanted, the other half never believes i’ll get anything. i am only a kid still, i don’t know anything about the world — i want to live so badly, i want to live. please let me love and explore the world like i want. please.