#lizpost

Probably going into tumblr tags Is the most toxic thing I can do as a human. I just went into the BPD tag and now I'm just panicking

It doesn't bother me doesn't bother me doesn't bother me But how am I supposed to sleep It doesn't bother me bother me bother me But how am I supposed to sleep It creeps like black root The Alcanna soul The trope unmasked To truly be yours Let me engulf you in flame

You don't even like parties. I sit here braiding and unbraiding What hair I do have Twist untwist I sing a note The same tune to the high Pitched ringing that's deafening me. I make it worse by disassociating Reality. Finding sanctuary in self Implosion. I love parties, Only been to two. I don't think people love me But why do they love you.

I've been losing a lot of fatty weight lately, and I'm not sure if it's because I'm walking around everywhere, or if it's because I haven't been eating that well.

I am the wound And with gravity I drop to the ground A puddle of sludge Delving deep into myself Because I am the wound. Only the wound.

I'm worried about you. Your always ripping at your skin lately, and pacing around Looking absent. Feeling absent. You grow weary and nauseous just by staring at the ground And ask others if /they're/ okay. You've never worried about yourself before Soft child Your as hard as a rock And burning with love. you give off steam. You're too hot to let your tears hit the ground.