talesfromweirdland:

Fantasy art by John Blanche: two battles from the world of Tolkien (“The Battle of the Five Armies” from The Hobbit and “The Destruction of Numenor” from The Silmarillion), and two from Warhammer.

breakitdownsugar:

I’m crashed

I do not look like what I am or feel inside.

i want to change but can’t make that move. Slow ass baby, I lost my fun groove

To be used, abused repeatedly. To be broken hearted one time or repeatedly. To make yourself vulnerable to get something but in the end that haunts you. To have shit taken from you. To be treated like you don’t matter. To be living with low self esteem all ur life. Loneliness (especially), lack of self respect, things that hurt people, are triggers for psychosis, mental illness to occur. When you’re so hurt, your mind literally can not take it and you start acting strange as fuck. You’re not yourself anymore. When the mind can’t take it, it slips. Cracks open, and your mind got you hallucinating, slitting your wrist, your arms, your body, it’s got you talking laughing and shit to the brick wall, your mind makes you act like someone or something that’s NOT you. When it comes to psychotic breakdown for me, I have been through HELL. Alone!!! With no help. I’ve gotten help but…..I don’t have a boyfriend. I don’t have that one best friend by myself all the time like a lot of you do. I am literally alone. I don’t have absolutely nobody. I’m alone, left alone. I get used up, and then I get left alone. Repeatedly. And with the crystal meth, yeah, I went through hardcore demonic possessions, traumatizing self injury episodes, spiritually becoming someone else, speaking in tongues, etc. I’m just that hurt. It would be easier if I had friends someone that gives a fuck about my well being. You people are probably wondering “just take yourself outta ur misery already”…..even that’s not easy to make happen. I don’t even get how people can be that cruel to say such thing especially to someone like me. I’m respectful supportive nice to others. And people would have the nerve to say cruel things to my face. Even your own blood.

I don’t want or need nobody to care about me. Only “person” I NEED to care for me is God because he’s all I got, he is like the only person that gives a fuck about me (I hope). If God doesn’t care about me, then I mind as well be gone. And I hate my life. I’m PAST unhappy. I can sit on my ass and type shit on Tumblr now. The next hour, I could be gone and y'all would never read anything from me again and no one will ever have to see me ever again. I look forward to dropping dead almost everyday with the dope I smoke. I get dizzy hot sick whatever and I still wake up the next morning. I do not give a damn about wanting love a friend whatever. But I really hope that I can one day be better. To wake up, feeling human, feeling humble, not have to get high, and just live. I can NOT do that. I feel like a demon everyday. A monster, a ghost. An animal. Shit is so sad.

I hate people who laughs and makes fun of psychotic people. What if your mom was psychotic? Or your granddad? Psychotic behavior can happen to ANYBODY.

I also wish people who have kids can…..respect their kids well being more. Stop making the kid cry and scream all day everyday. The kid will remember all that for the rest of it’s life. You can’t keep a baby in a house ALL day and make it watch tv. That’s insanity. My lil brother has been locked in that house trained to watch TV since he was a baby. He is BORED out of his mind and it has drove him crazy. I can tell. It makes me sick to my stomach to watch him running around wild in that place, he’s so bored. He wants to have fun. He can grow up to be just like me because he’s use to not being social. I just wish all parents can pay attention to their kids behavior, and Why They act the way they act instead of beating on them, and cursing and screaming at them. It’s so stupid. I never liked the human race. We are all fucked. And your kids your future kids WILL end up living with psychosis. Cause we all deserve to go bat shit crazy.