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dni: bpd fetishists
thanks for fucking with my head, come again soon!
November 29, 2025 at 3:30 AM
not a single person has tried to fight for me to stay in their life, yet i fought for everyone i lost.
November 29, 2025 at 2:55 AM
i can't be a giver anymore. i want to be loved‚ nourished‚ taken care of‚ spoiled and prioritized. not just by words‚ by actions too.
November 29, 2025 at 2:20 AM
when i say i love you,it’s not because i want you, or because i can’t have you——it has nothing to do with me. i love what you are,what you do, how you try.
November 29, 2025 at 1:46 AM
you're too busy saving everybody else to save yourself
November 29, 2025 at 1:10 AM
little miss mysterious bruises
November 29, 2025 at 12:35 AM
i once believed in fairy tales,
in magic, dreams, and miracles
but fuck magic, it's all a lie
November 29, 2025 at 12:08 AM
You can not save me
You can't even save yourself
November 28, 2025 at 11:31 PM
i feel ruined by my trauma. i wish i was good.
November 28, 2025 at 10:54 PM
That childlike wonder will save you from living a very mundane life
November 28, 2025 at 10:22 PM
'When snow melts, what does it become?'
'It becomes water, of course'
'Wrong! It becomes spring!'
November 28, 2025 at 9:48 PM
to be pure. to be kind. to be unwell. to be sick. to have a darkness, to be sick, to have a fear, to feed the fear, to drink to be drunk to be kind while drunk to not have kindness to have no fear. to be afraid. to have a heart. to have a rotting head.
November 28, 2025 at 9:16 PM
breakdowns don't necessarily mean crying. most of the time it's you blankly staring somewhere and not having the energy to continue doing whatever it is you're doing
November 28, 2025 at 8:43 PM
none but you knows my heart.
November 28, 2025 at 8:09 PM
i'm covering my ears like a kid
November 28, 2025 at 7:36 PM
those days that i tried to be the little girl i was supposed to be drained me
November 28, 2025 at 7:04 PM
whats the softest way to say.. you took away my friend, my buddy?
November 28, 2025 at 6:30 PM
but if it's okay with you, it's okay with me
November 28, 2025 at 6:02 PM
sometimes being offered tenderness feels like the very proof that you've been ruined
November 28, 2025 at 5:29 PM
I hope you're happy
November 28, 2025 at 4:57 PM
I just hate that you know when I lie.
November 28, 2025 at 4:25 PM
just play your violin
and we will manage somehow
November 28, 2025 at 3:56 PM
hardest thing for me to grasp as an adult is you have to keep showing up no matter how you feel. you gotta do this sad, do it heartbroken, do it grieving, do it tired. life doesn't care, it waits for nobody, you just have to keep going
November 28, 2025 at 3:19 PM
i have decided i am no longer mentally ill. plz respect my choice at this difficult time.
November 28, 2025 at 2:48 PM
i did not like to be touched, but it was a strange dislike. i did not like to be touched because i craved it too much. i wanted to be held very tight so i would not break.
November 28, 2025 at 2:16 PM