why am i begging for you to hurt me again? sometimes i feel like i breathe better with your hand on my throat and bruises scattered across my body because for the first time i can give up control. use my body as a vessel for your enjoyment, make me bleed and burn and ache and cry.
i never needed it all that much anyway.
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Borderline
PoezjaBorderline is a collection of poems and vent work written by somebody with Borderline Personality Disorder. There is a huge trigger warning as a lot of the poems and vents are very raw and real emotions or experiences that can be triggering to those...
