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cute bpd things!!

paranoia

*small inconvenience* BREAK UP BREAK UP BREAK UP BREAK UP

yeah im fine lol look at this meme :D

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mood depending on them

every text hurts or feels way too good

intrusive thought yeouch okay ouch thats another one yeOOUCH

the 50000+ articles on how youre abusive

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fp is bad for me but its ok i love them<3

"if i hurt someone its gonna be myself"

becoming completely obsessed with someone the moment they give you the slightest attention

never being able to cut anyone off ever. immediately go running back

cry because theyre talking to someone that IS NOT ME

oh my fp isnt here. okay. oh im dissociating okay i dont have any purpose to continue living without them okay my life literally revolves around them i want to die where are they are they safe i dont know what to do with myself

"just leave. everyone does anyways"

5 minutes later theyre the worst person ever

*looking for an identity* hmmm, where could it be?

dependent on fp like theyre a parental figure you never had

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frank ocean really popped off with this

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you are here

I’m there

we see each other

flitting by

desperately trying

to reach the strings

we are unaccustomed to

but only the other knows

what difference would it have made

if you tilted and I slided

so that our bodies

could’ve crashed and collided

meeting in the middle of nowhere

in that never happened moment

we could have sworn

we were infinite

but now for all the difference

that was made

we know only the taste of pain

there’re no colours of happiness

far off in the horizon

where your eyes meet the sky

is the only place I long to look at

it’s a comfort

knowing that I see what you see

it’s a comfort

knowing that the great wasteland

all around us

interests neither you nor me

nothing breaks the monotony

of my bland surroundings

except for that breeze

blowing from your direction

carrying whiffs of your being

reminds me of a garden gazebo in spring

where many a beautiful memories

stopped blooming the day we parted

that satin summer skin

sun on your shoulders

reckless sum of summer freckles

on your neck and shoulders

kiss by kiss becoming a necklace

those bodies intertwined

wrapped all around in white silk

and all that cosmic starlight

sheer carnal defiance it was

for my survival

those few whiffs of you are enough

but still I see ghost spots

everywhere