Why is it always so bad
Why can’t bpd just sit there and chill tf out
Nah, it’s gotta be banging on your door all the fucking time
And sure you can choose not to open it but eventually that motherfucker’s gonna break the door down and then what?
It fucking smothers you man
It’s like some asshat breaking into your house
The most annoying invasive unwanted house guest you could imagine
And that arsehole just breaks in and sits itself on your fucking chest til you can’t breathe
And your choking
But the whole time everyone around you is telling you nothing is there
And your searching for how this bitch found you and there aren’t any answers coz the cunt doesn’t find you
It just never leaves
It’s always fucking watching and plotting it’s next move and I’m fucking tired of it and I want to kill it
But you can’t fucking kill it, it may as well be a fucking hypothetical for how little people believe it and the fucking nothing I can do to beat this bitch
I want out
I want fucking out
I’m over it!