Can you hear me?
The supernova in me explodes and implodes. Repeating, over and over again. I’m breaking inside and shattering on the outside quietly. I run… I’m running so fast so nobody can see the trail of blood I’m leaving behind. I’m covering my tracks as I go. Everything makes sense, and then suddenly it doesn’t. It never […]
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I can’t keep up with myself. You can’t. Nobody can. It’s a perpetual cycle we’re all trying to keep up with; the problem is that we can’t. It’ll circle us until the end of time, well… the end of my time. Ever since my BPD diagnosis in Feb 2014, I’ve learned a plethora of knowledge […]
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I want to write. I have the urge. I feel the need to empty the thoughts and feelings and the contradicting feelings that tell me I’m vacant. I’m told I have a story to tell- but it’s all the same. This is all the same. These words I deliver into the universe haven’t been changing. […]
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The fabric of my reality keeps splitting and sewing itself back together- never really the same each time it comes apart. Or maybe in my head it feels just ever so slightly different. Progress is a fickle thing. Does it work itself out in the end, though? I guess if it’s the end, it doesn’t […]
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