why are people with bpd so mean

HOLY SHIT MY MOM WENT THROUGH ALL OF MY STUFF AGAIN AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

holy SHIT I want to sound exactly like the guy who voiced ren in the spanish dub of ren and stimpy

I'd rather have a friend who's a fucking chad instead of a manipulative friend who is super dramatic and theatrical and that probably says a lot about me but I don't feel like expanding on it bc it's late and I want to go to bread

"hey don't be sensitive man why does it matter if I'm white bread and I call my other tighty whities the n word bro???" no no it's all good go ahead "yeah no offense taken in advance but like boys should not cry and girls are like pussies all the time so I hate them" alright I get you I know what you mean gotta say though I agree pussies need to die, idgaf if you hate women it's not my beeswax "I'm so sorry I'm like this I'm so judgemental and attention seeking and like, I, like, I just wanna be LOVED!! Omfg please give me attention I just want someone to tell me they don't hate me IS THAT SO MUCH TO ASK like literally quit being like, a literal equivalent of hitler rn and just tell me that you love me. Even if you don't idc just lie to my face that's not too much to ask is it?????" holy shit go die in a hole YOU'RE SO ANNOYING

good children… aren't fucking pussies

HOLY SHIT!!!! I FEEL TERRIBLE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

i keep thinking my phone is vibrating on the bed but that’s actually just my muscles spasming..

my dad started questioning me about science homework I didn't do a year ago bc the teacher called it off and he kept on going through my bag and questioning me about this and that, and he kept on handing me things to hold even though there was a table right next to him so I dropped a seltzer bottle and my mom screamed REALLY fuckin loudly from the next room and I was like "ma it's just a bottle" and my dad was like "well? Are you going to answer my question or not?" and when I was like "what" he asked me if I brought my science test today from school for the third time this afternoon and then my mom started spazzing out in the next room so my dad interrupted me while I was telling him my science test score to tell me to go check in on my mom and she won't stop fucking screaming it's so so loud be quiet please shut up

i just saw an old doodle i drew in 7th grade that my dad wanted me to erase bc it was on the margin of some homework but my brain thought "hey i don't even know why i wanted to keep it. it wasn't even-" and then my brain switched gears and kept on saying "that good. that good. that good. that good." in different voices and then they all just said "it wasn't even that good." in unison and it was so viscerally eerie i've got to be in some fucking french black and white psychological horror movie, no kid, because i'm darn tootin tired of acting like this is normal behavior oh mcfuckin christ

ok. I want STUBBLE. I want a bristly FIVE O CLOCK SHADOW. maybe even a regulated GOATEE. I want a sickass ADAMS FUCKING APPLE and I want to be able TO PEE STANDING UP. put simply, I want a FAT DICK. Ok ok but I'm not a trans guy I swear I would rather get the bukkake treatment than be trans holy shit get your head out the gutter dude why would you even think that you sicko lul lul lul

bc of flat affect, I tend to overcompensate my emotions by truly saying what they are or acting them out to a degree. this is frustrating because on tired days I can show literally no emotion on my face even though I'm incredibly happy on the inside, and on manic days I'm paranoid people are going to think I'm tired for undercompensating emotions when really I'm not feeling anything, so I overact my emotions which makes me look FUCKING girly and theatrical

I have 161 posts and 16 followers and I'm having delusions that I'll get 42 followers when I reach 420 like leave leave leave now now now do it now do now it now do now it do now it do it, don't not do it

ren slapping everything/one around him, his eyes bugging out, and his heavy breathing plus anxiety sweat scenes are all me BUT it's not quite me until you add in a few scenes of stimpy spazzing out and wheezing and billy west going fucking nuts with his voice. then it's my big mood, the biggest mood of them all

that scene of stimpy in the beginning of i love chicken where he wheezes "OKIE DOKIEE" is my mood on a tired day