Asmodian bloodlust

How to handle the chronic feeling of disappointment when someone refuses to work w u on a thing ur both interested in

Mental illness is a curse cuz i stand in the shower too long and begin realizing im an evil entity and the people who like me simply have been manipulated by my evil schemes

I want you to hate me, i want you to hate me more than anything. I want your blood to boil anytime you see me active online, i want your head to flood with rage when you're reminded of me. I need you to hate me, so when the day comes, the day i give up and end my own life, that you feel relieved. That you can go online and feel happy, think about existence and feel okay. I need you to hate me, so it'll make you happy when i eventually give in. When i eventually let go.

Maybe when i stop being a pussy i can overdose properly

I lowkey need to be kissed while dying of cyanide poisoning

life tried to take me out several times and i didn't get the fucking memo, so here we are. Alive and worse off for it.

If i offer you my guts will you keep loving me? Please promise me you'll keep loving me.

Even if you hurt me i'll still love you

i don't like your friends, they'll take you away from me

I just want you to like me for what i already am, is that so much to ask for?

i asked for your attention, why are you ignoring me for a fucking game

all this and psychologists still refuse to believe i have bpd

how dare you repeatedly expose me to things i hate and then act like i am the problem for being upset