A soul-mate does not create chaos only to disappear. The Narcissist waits for the Borderline's hope to die last.
I can’t wash off the way people stared at me. It was in the illusion of their judgment that I met you for the very first time.
So then if hearts are fragile things, don't slice anothers in half from fear that they may slice first.
The world simply does not teach us how to hold broken glass; the world teaches us how to run away like wolves. I've spent my entire life sprinting after these wolves. Some are just meant to be fast and wild.
The cuts on my left arm also leaked over to my right arm, because I searched for happiness instead of myself.
Hopeless is ok; it's ok. Because hopeless means accepting what was lost, and respecting the journey of rebirth. It does feel hopeless, and it will waver, because the fight against BPD is heartbreakingly beautiful.
These are the people that walk into lives like angels, but leave like thieves.