trauma sideblog, yandere, bpd, depressed asf
tbh you get so used to your mental illness that its not even like “oh god this cant be happening” like it used to be. its just like lol “here we go again another mood drop” “oh well would u look at that i cant stop shaking” “what do you know? i dont feel anything” and its such normalcy to you that it becomes this dreadful routine that never ends and the worst part about all of it is that you dont care anymore
I want to hold you at night while it rains outside my window. We’ll be warm, under my unnecessary amount of blankets.
If you’d like, I can turn on some music. You can pick a CD from my collection, play any song you’re in the mood for.
This sounds wonderful doesn’t it? To me, it does.
But you don’t feel the same way, at least not now. I don’t know when or if you’ll ever feel the same way.
No matter what, I’ll love you. I’ll love you everyday, because that’s what you deserve.
You deserve love, all the love in the world.
sometimes i have too many emotions and sometimes i have none at all but i always always feel like i’m drowning
