Dissociating is a lot like being high or drunk, except you get none of the happy giddy feelings, but all of the “what the fuck is going on” and “where the fuck am I” feelings. And you don’t get to decide when it happens, or when it starts, or when it stops, and you get no say in how intense it’ll be. You could be at work, or doing homework, or driving, and you it will just hit you and won’t go away, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
(via bpdrastic)
I’m boring and broken and I ain’t shit.
Done with Tumblr, it’s not the place for me anymore.
Bye everyone.
