“When I asked for it, did I become an accomplice to my own murder?”
— My brain to my trauma/desperate for answers it will never get
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like acid, you burn everyone you touch
the world is bleak when you’re not around
desolation spills through the cracks and taints the light;
bliss turns to hollow misery and all that’s left is
vacancy.
you can feel them getting sick of you, can’t you?
history’s always going to repeat itself - you can’t avoid this outcome
you’ll always be toxic and unhealthy
driving them all away, your existence stings like poison
you’re a sick, dirty, rotten child; you infect those you touch
don’t let them get any closer, save them before they get hurt
stay away.
look how far you’ve come, lovebug
your bloodied hands and scarred body
isn’t it pathetic?
that blade of yours is the only relief you’ll ever get
how sad.
manipulative, unhealthy, obsessive thoughts
no matter how hard i try to drown them out,
they always seem to come crawling back and infect my mind
worms infest my brain and it’s slowly rotting
i’m sick. i’m sick. i’m sick.
please stay away,
i don’t want to make you sick too
borderline nightmares
- message delivered
- message read
- when ur fave “needs space”
- when ppl pick on u for being dramatic
- when u just gotta
- explaining splitting to nt friends
- anyone finding ur journal
- when ppl ask why youre “copying them”
- when ppl ask why you are “so clingy”
- when ppl say they will listen and stay and ur like o god i know it isn’t true but u still end up believing the same bullshit
- when u cant help but forgive people who have pushed u passed ur boundries and fucked u over
- when u cant feel
- when u can feel
- when u wanna disassociate but ppl wont stop talking to u
- when u cant stop disassociating
- disassociating during lectures/class/tests
- “tell me about yourself”
- “whats your sexuality?”
-“ha! every1 does that… ur normal dont WORRY”
you’re gonna regret loving me.
nobody likes picking the roses with thorns.
you’re doing this on purpose, aren’t you?
is my pain really that amusing?
my unconditional love and loyalty
you have it all, darling;
i know i’m easy to manipulate and fun to throw around
but please, just this once,
fake your love for me a little longer
