The life and mind of BPD

deadvodka:

Across a bridge and across the mountains, threw a nickel in a fountain
To save my soul from all these troubled times
And all the drugs that I don’t have the guts to take to soothe my mind so I’m
Always sober
Always aching
Always heading toward
Mass suicide, occult figuirnes
And wasted gas station attendants attending to their jobs
And a nice drive in the country, find a nice cliff to drop off, oh
And this life just gets so grating, all the grittiness of life, but don’t take those pills your boyfriend gave you
You’re too wonderful to die

- song against sex (via marrowandfluff)

nmh <3

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