*I borrowed this from Tumblr and adjusted some things that fit me better.*
The moods of BPD
- nothing is real WHEN WILL I WAKE UP! nothing is real WHEN WILL I WAKE UP! nothing is real
- apathy with depressing undertones
- anger for no discernible reason
- hey wanna see a cool trick? *dissociates*
- setting 3782634 reminders to do things but ignoring them anyways
- I Cannot Physically Move My Body Fast Enough To Handle This Energy Right Now So I’m Just Going To Sit Here And Hope I Spontaneously Combust
- when ur dryer is off balance and it goes ThunkThunkThunkThunkThunk except that’s ur brain (ERR 404 ENGAGE TOTAL SYSTEM MELTDOWN)
- everything is GREAT and AMAZING when ur with friends and then you go to the bathroom and cry for ten minutes for absolutely no reason
- The Mirror Staredown (Who tf are you?! I don't know this face)
- very small ᵒʰ when u realize someone hasn’t answered the clingy text u forgot u sent six hours ago and suddenly Everything Is Terrible And You’re Gonna Die (I need you to remind myself that I'm real.)
- LOVE ME LOVE ME LOVE ME LOVE ME!!!!!!!! (I rationalize my promiscuous ideals and polyamory to this and the need to push people away from me emotionally because I am damaged goods and I'll make you rot from the inside out just like me)
- i’m a god and everyone that doesn’t like me can burn in hell (I hate coming out of this state because I feel so ashamed of being that bitch with the holier than thou attitude. This and my anger are what I hate more than anything.)
- my skin does not fit right and i am not equipped to handle this feeling (my soul chose a poor quality meat sack)
- everything u touch feels WRONG and u don’t know WHY but u want to SCREAM (my flesh is crawling like billions of invisible spiders crawling over me.)
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Rantings of Borderline Personality Disorder
عشوائيThis is me. My pains and issues. The thing I post are true to the best of my knowledge. This is more of a journal. Welcome to my mind. My spider is named D'Vorah Dearest.
