Having BPD Feels Like Being Stabbed Over And Over For Years Until One Day, I Wake Up And I’m Not In

i am… i uhhhh… well what if i say… AHHHHHHHH

i think i am splitting the hardest i ever have. why is BPD the hot girl mental illness i want PEACE

need a change before i rip my skin off but i am trying to grow my hair out WHAT TO DO

take a break while watching this little bunny cross your dash

i feel like i give so much of myself even when i don’t want to that it becomes expected from everyone around me. i am so tired. sometimes i want to be selfish but i don’t have it in me

The Shiver of the Vampires, 1971.

growing up is terrifying i wasn’t supposed to make it this far and now my future depends on me and i have to make wise choices and decisions and i’m just sitting here like a clueless little kid

hiii anyone want to mutuals? ^_^ i am still figuring tumblr out and want some friendssss. (minors dni pls)

going to start trying to post and be actually active on here. lets be friends ^_^