. . . simply bpd ➶

you have the sun in you， and the softness， and the clarity.

I’m supposed to be the hero
But here I am still fuckin’ up

I’m a useless, useless, useless kid. Nobody will save me. I’m a lonely, lonely, lonely kid. I’m lonely – that child is no more – I’m a lonely, lonely, lonely kid. If only I could revert time then..

i think I'll miss you forever, like the stars miss the sun in the morning skies

i wish to believe, but belief is a graveyard

and i know, people would tell me that i was not longing for them, but for the space they once occupied

I don't know what to say. Am I less valuable now that this has happened to me?

'i wish i were dead so you would think of me'
'i'd think of you even less'

do you feel ashamed when you hear my name?

i'm not a good person， i'm barely a person at all. but someday i'll be perfect， and i'll make up for it all.

And I’m sorry I left, but it was for the best, though it never felt right.

i have hurt people. more than most, yes. but haven’t we all hurt someone? perhaps white lies aren’t as innocent as you think.

i think he's very lonely. lonelier than he lets on. maybe lonelier than he even realizes.

i want to tell you this story without having to confess anything

Today has been hard. I want to disappear. You could ask me what’s wrong, I’d say nothing. Honestly I don’t know

how can i ask anyone to love me when all i do is beg to be left alone?

as long as i can make them laugh, it doesn't matter how, i'll be alright. if i succeed in that, the human beings probably won't mind it too much if i remain outside their lives. the one thing i must avoid is becoming offensive in their eyes: i shall be nothing, the wind, the sky.

So I'm beginning to lull myself into a false security, 'cause it's easier to lie to yourself than to face reality.

in another universe, i get to save you — you're still alive.

i go to bed. i am consumed by overwhelming loneliness. i stare at the ceiling. i long for something i can’t name. i question if i’m real. i see a funny little meme on my phone and laugh hysterically for several minutes. i get too invested in an unrealistic fantasy

and i say your names in hopes you'll hear it in the stars

Just in case my car goes off the highway
Or the plane that I get on decides that it's my last day
I want you to know when you're alone and you feel afraid
You're not the only person in the world that isn't okay

I'm tired of pretending that everything's fine just so I can please everyone else.

i have a friend i call when i've bored myself to tears and we talk until we think we might just kill ourselves but then we laugh until it disappears

my baby, my baby, you're my baby, say it to me

I like this player. It played well. It did not give up.

if they wanted to, they would, because when you wanted to, you did.

But hey, I guess that's love