i really want a friend i can fuck & flirt with but platonically.
this disorder feels like a fever dream
trauma sideblog, yandere, bpd, depressed asf
i simultaneously hate myself and think im the greatest, funniest, sexiest person alive and the whiplash is incredible
you’re a drug that i just can’t quit. give me my fix baby, i’d do anything for it.
“You’re so quiet, what’s wrong?” I’m creating my own fantasy world to escape from reality so shut up.
i need constant validation. please tell me you love me, tell me how cute i am, tell me i'm your favorite.