The BPD Babe

guys should i get back into journaling or will i lose touch with reality again

heartbreak pain that you can literally feel in your heart and chest and stomach and head 😭

oh my godddddd i literally want to die

we broke up and i think it was cause i was too obsessed and too suffocating

my stomach feels like it’s lacking a stab wound

the thought of him being mad at me makes me want to die

he’s so positive and loving and warm and i’m just depressed and anxious and i don’t want to bring him down with me but i know i’m going to

merry fucking christmas. i wish i was anywhere else

told my roommate i have bpd today, it’ll probably come back to bite me

if i died right now i bet he would regret not texting me back

any advice on how not to want to die every day would be appreciated

i need something to be addicted to i need to lose myself i need to not recover

no no keep going i love figuring out why im somehow not enough for you when i’ve done nothing wrong and id give you my soul if you wanted me to

i actually cannot do this anymore i’m done with everyone and everything there is nothing good in the world there never was and there never will be

he’s so sweet and perfect and nice. i hate him and i’m never going to talk to him again