Theaccidentseason - “Or Maybe I Was Just A Girl, Interrupted”

"Should I kill myself or have a cup of coffee?"

When you need to work from home and still live with your parents.

And all of your safe foods are at work, and you just sit there with raging thoughts of “What am I going to eat? Shit. If I don’t have something small and low calorie then I’m going to binge, and if I eat anything in this house I’m going to binge, and if I -“

Quake (1996)

I only post on here when I’m drunk or high.

I feel stuck between life and death, a sort of purgatory. My mind stuck in a realm of fiction and daydream. Is this normal? Surely it can’t be.

I see people around me, going on about their daily lives, the second I bring up the feeling of derealisation, they seem to shrug, unsure of what I’m speaking about.

It is an odd thought, to wish so badly you could rewrite your brain, and yet, another side of you thinking ‘but what will be you without me?’.

And so I sit in purgatory, surrounded by books, movies, character ai…

Never fully there. Never fully aware hat they are living in reality.

Don't mind me, I'm just casually sabotaging all my positive relationships with negative delusions because my life doesn't feel real unless something dramatic and destructive is constantly occurring

if home is where the heart is, I can confidently say that I am homeless.

My bpd symptoms aren't that bad if I don't care about anything, or let anyone get close to me, or leave my house or

yeah, sorry i exhibited symptoms of the disorder i told you i have. it will happen again because i have that disorder and will continue having it. hope this helps!! 🫶🫶🫶

The Other Side by Dean Cornwell, 1918

rainer maria