only fear,can make you feel lonely out here

lisawakiyama:

crowcrow:

thousands of flowers installed in an abandoned mental asylum

This is beautiful.

I remember when I first started having, should I say “visions” or “hallucinations”? I don’t like using either term…”visions” seems too insinuating of holistic and religious beliefs, and hallucinations seems like a term people use when they’re speaking condescendingly of a lower class of “psychos”. In any case, when I first started having these lapses of reality (or unreality), my sweet, naive mother, who didn’t know how to deal with such a child, suggested sending me off to a youth asylum overseas.

I remember feeling so detached from everyone else.

My mother sought to place me in an environment where I “fit”, my psychiatrist hastily threw labels and prescriptions at me, and peers called me “crazy”.

People don’t know how to deal with other humans when they don’t fit comfortably in a category of normalcy and familiarity.

Whatever goes on in my head, or anyone’s head, whether it can be considered normal or abnormal, doesn’t make us a certain adjective like “insane”. I think it’s beautiful that the human brain and psyche can be so “flawed” and different from one another.

I think being sane is strange.

(Source: free-parking, via erithemermaid)

darksilenceinsuburbia:

Rusudan Petviashvili .