I cannot accept that one person can act so differently. I cannot love and hate a person at the same time and still see them as one person. You are two people. And I only love the one of you that has died.
(Me trying to convince myself to not throw up when I have to do things I volunteered to do)
At this point being in love with you has become a part of my personality. So what’ll happen if I stop?
Im so delulu. I’m stuck feeling like I’m living in a dream of some kind. Like I’m just a stumbling energy of some kind clunking around and into things at times. I literally forget people can see me sometimes.
And other times I feel like a young god.
how does one get over a summer love?
my mind flickers to the thought of him and her just conversing….him not thinking about me at all. I just. I don’t want to be thinking like this.
bpd culture is needing everyone to love you constantly
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"I love you more I'd go to hell and back-" I'd tear my lungs out. I'd rip my spine out for you, I would murder someone in cold blood so you could walk on their body to protect your feet. I would rip out my own vocal cords, tear out my eyeballs if that's what you wanted. I would starve myself until I'm dead if you asked, I would run away with you, I'd go to jail, I'd kill your family, I'd steal, murder, hurt, do anything the second you asked.
Without my mental illness I wouldn't know who I am but, because of my mental illness I have no sense of self. Like the logic is super crazy.
missing his voice.
To avoid the sick feeling I get from talking to people about my feelings I am vomiting them out here, enjoy.
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