28/F/A happy place. Feminist and unashamed.
I write for the hopeless and broken-hearted.
BPD enthusiast just trying to find my place in this cold world. Follow me on Instagram @ rebel_babyyy 159 followers / 3.4k words
I wonder what it would be like to die for ten minutes. for ten minutes, to be at peace. to be free from the chaos. for ten minutes, I wonder what I would miss in life wondering if anyone would even care if I was gone.
let me be the sweet whisper to the madness in your mind. let me undress your wounds and seal them with my love. let me be that star you confess your wishes to. let me be the sunrise that wakes you up in the morning and moonlight that lets you rest at night. let me love you. with my heart. my soul. let me love YOU.
Heartbreak is the cruelest form of suicide. If only you were here to hear the sound of my heart breaking. Then maybe you’d stay just a little bit longer.