All I see is a broken, toxic, over-emotional, crazy, failure of a monster. I roll my eyes at compliments. I feel like I have a pit that leads straight to hell inside of me that people overlook and think it isn't as bad as it seems. I feel bad for anyone who tries to get close to me. Just about everyone but scum can do better than me. I rather run before I hurt people I'm close to, but then I'm left with no one. Maybe that is what I deserve...

I don't expect much of an answer. BPD sucks. 