The BPD Babe

i just need a break for one second please i’m begging i cannot keep doing this

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