Boderline Stories

A poetry collection from my writing days, words I never dared speak, that spilled into these lines. A poetry book detailing a troubled young girl and toxic relationships. Following her footsteps from hope and strength, to depression and despair. TW: mentions graphic eating disordered behaviour and self harm. Do not read for those easily triggered.

What do you want from me? Your keeping me up at night.... Your not a voice.... your just a ringing in my ear.... Why are you doing this to me? Just leave me alone....

My depression and borderline personality diary.

I'm being so serious. I hate them all. I think this year I realized that everything is fake. Love is a concept. Family is a word made up by people (fuckers) to make you feel like they mean something to people who use you. Oh and my family they gonna use ME! I HATE MY FUCKING FAMILY. Oh- with every fiber of my being. Until I feel broken. Until I am on the verge of offing myself. I will always be better then them. I have bpd. I am always on my godly time though. It's not a fucking phase, I am better and will always be better. Period. Fuck you, bye.