A/N: Some of these are about Harry. He is my inspiration, my love, my everything. He's the reason why I'm still here. But some of these are about my thoughts and it's good to let it out on here. 
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                              12:38 am
Killed my old self but the new me isn't much better 
                              12:40 am
the girl who laughs and talks a lot and seems very happy, is also the girl who may cry herself to sleep
                              12:46 am
When I'm upset. 
I shut myself down.
I have no motivation for anything.
I tell myself that nobody cares,
even though I know some do.
I think about all of the negative things 
                              I could possibly think of.
I give myself all the pain, 
thinking I deserve it.
I'm not sure why I do that, 
but that's just how I am.
                              1:53 pm
How is it you never noticed that you are slowly killing me 
                              1:55 pm
you can't cry 
when you're already empty 
                              2:07 pm
if you're laying in bed 
wrapped up in sheets 
of miserable thought,
go to sleep
                              if thumbing through old messages 
only causes your heart to ache
and long for something unattainable 
erase them
                              if it hurts to keep 
everything you're feeling 
bottled up inside 
let it out
                              if you're clinging onto someone 
that doesn't treat you like
you're worth the world 
let them go
                              because sometimes 
we choose to believe 
that things are only 
indistinguishable shades of gray 
when in reality,
life is more black and white 
than it seems
if you're unhappy 
with the way 
you are living your life 
change it
                              I've been through hell and back. I have blemishes and bruises, marks that can't be erased. But life will not defeat me. I am still standing. For now, that is enough.
                              My heart is absolutely shattered and I guess I have no one else to blame but myself.
                              I'm tired of seeing you around school happy when I'm still heartbroken.
                              Love me or leave earth and my heart.
I don't want to be your sometimes.
I don't want whatever this modern dating is, whatever the world labels half-love, half-assed, non-commitment, because I don't want to waste time with someone who isn't all in. 
                              I don't want casual. I want something real. I want to fall in love with someone who wants to learn every part of me, who asks about my past and wonders about my future, who lays down and listens to the stories that run through my mind. I want to fall in love with someone who is curious, who wants to discover parts of me I didn't know I was hiding, and unfold his secrets out to me, one by one.
                              I want to fall in love with someone who isn't scared to fall.
Someone who knows what he wants, and knows that he wants us. Who isn't too afraid to step forward, to reach for my hand, to claim me as his.
                              I want to fall in love with someone who is passionate. 
                              Someone who won't settle for only seeing me from 'time to time' or when he's bored, but someone who will initiate plans as much as I will. Who won't back out last minute. Who won't just call when it's late at night and he's a few drinks in.
                                      
                                  
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The things I think of when I'm alone
PoetryUnbearable pain that is expressed and acknowledged becomes bearable. But people who have suffered from BPD received no such responses in their childhood. Therefore, they are stuck in the past, trying to elicit what they needed as a child-validation...
                                          