Sorry for killing your vibe but I just really wanna die lol
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i-have-had-enough · 3 months ago
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i dont care if it always hurts, i would find you in every universe, in every timeline, i will always wait for you
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i-have-had-enough · 3 months ago
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to love someone is firstly to confess: i'm prepared to be devastated by you.
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i-have-had-enough · 3 months ago
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i-have-had-enough · 3 months ago
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I'm built different. like incorrectly i think
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i-have-had-enough · 3 months ago
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i think I bother everyone by being alive
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i-have-had-enough · 3 months ago
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— nizariat
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i-have-had-enough · 3 months ago
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i-have-had-enough · 3 months ago
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— Lana Del Rey; Cinnamon Girl
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i-have-had-enough · 4 months ago
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Being traumatized from an early age is strange.
I long for a home I never had.
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i-have-had-enough · 4 months ago
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i-have-had-enough · 4 months ago
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I can’t believe I forgot the most important rule: everybody lies
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i-have-had-enough · 4 months ago
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mood for the night.. :/
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i-have-had-enough · 4 months ago
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i thought i was gonna be dead before i turn 18 and now im 24 and have no idea what im doing with my life
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i-have-had-enough · 4 months ago
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I just want to be soft
Why am I so angry, so harsh, so violent, so destroying.
It’s unfair
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i-have-had-enough · 4 months ago
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"It's all in your head." - Thank you Janette, that's why it's called mental illness. It cannot be in my ass.
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i-have-had-enough · 7 months ago
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I can feel my heart struggle with each contraction because deep down it knows that there’s not a single molecule in my body that wants to continue living.
Every breath I take hurts because my lungs know it’s not worth breathing life into a body that doesn’t want it anymore.
I died long ago. My existence is just a bad memory that you try to bury somewhere far away but it’s always haunting you.
It’s always there telling you what a fuck up you are and how you’ll never be enough for anybody and how no one will ever love you the way you love them and that dying will be the best thing that’s ever happened to you.
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i-have-had-enough · 7 months ago
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Wanting someone 2 love you like you love them when you have bpd is so shattering
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