#physcotic

[violetsinyoureyesandguns]

♡₊˚ 🦢・₊ ♪ ✧

[th0r-godofthunderthighs]

I really want to a community where I don't feel as misunderstood and alone. I'd really like to follow other people with Bipolar as well as people who suffer from psychotic episodes. So if either of those apply and want me to follow you. Like or reblog this post please.

[flowerssanddaisies]

[42-drivers]

Am i the only one that has a conversation with myself out loud then walks out of my room to find that everyone is asleep and just thinks, "oh god, did everyone just hear what maniacal things i was saying to myself?"

[heart-eye-cliffxrd]

Demons|| l.h.

Alice woke up in the dark of night under a sagging tree. She sat up slowly rubbing her soar head. Trying to speak out into the night, but no sound came out. She sat upright and started to walk around the midnight prison. There seemed to be no life whatsoever, but she knew there was someone, or at least something watching her. She felt it. Little memories of her mother throwing her out into the night, calling her insane, but how could she have ended up in this unfamiliar place? The moon served as the only light, lighting up the dirt path and small plants along the makeshift road. The only sound, heavy breathing from somewhere up close, alice was intent on finding it.

Once Alice felt she could walk no longer she sat down in the middle of the road. She seemed to be walking the same road over and over and over again, no change whatsoever. She felt as if she had passed the same tree 4 times, all Alice wanted was to go home. But soon she felt hot breath down her neck. She spluttered and whipped around to find a man, very tall with blond hair standing almost straight up, a glint in his eye. He had a tattoo peeking out from his collar but she couldn't quite make it out. "Well you look like your in a tough situation." he smirked, his blue eyes shining. All alice could do was nod her head yes before he had picked her up and was walking towards a looming house. Alice had not seen this house before.

3 hours later

The man had taken her to his home. The amount of time in which they got their startled her. It felt like he was walking at a normal pace yet the sky had blurred to almost just black as if he were running at an unhuman pace. He had made her food and made small talk. Alice almost felt uncomfortable but what else could she do really? She sat in the red chair in his living room she assumed. The only other chair in the room, a dark... practically black long sofa sat right in front of her chair, as if she were some sort of therapist with a taste for dark colors. Alice's blonde hair and pale skin burned bright against the darkness of the room, the mad stared at her.

Suddenly the man started talking after Alice had finished her 3rd cup of tea. The man, Luke, had stared at her the whole time barley even moving a muscle. Alice at that point was nervous but she couldn't leave. "You know theres something almost mad about this whole thing don't you?" Luke asked smirking slightly. Alice could only choke down a sob and nod her head yes.

Luke cocked his head "You want to know whats mad about me don't you, you and me are exactly alike, do you want me to show you how?" he remarked slyly, the smirk never leaving his face. Again Alice nodded her head. Luke said nothing, yet Alice felt compelled to go sit with him. So she did, sitting closer than she dared. Luke leaned in and kissed her unexpectedly, Alice had never kissed someone as everyone thought of her to be mad. She found it foolish that she was 16 and still had never been kissed, but there she was then. As the kiss deepened, Alice knew she should stop but she couldn't resist as he pushed her on the couch. Alice sat there in a dream, until she felt the prick on her neck. She didn't understand, not until she opened her eyes. She looked up to see Luke, the blue eyes replaced by black bottomless pits. A line of blood trailing down his lips. She felt her neck, her hand came back scarlet, almost as if she had painted it.

"Me and you are the same because we both thirst for blood." Luke said simply. For one moment Alice caught a relfection of herself in a mirror across the room. Her eyes were the same darkness as Luke's. Then they flashed back to the crystal blue they were before, she saw a tattoo forming on the side of her neck under the collar of her dress. And then Alice headed out into the night for the next poor victim who got dropped in this fucked up wonderland.

[fight-4-something]

Some bitches are oh so unbelievably stupid 👌.

[twentyonecheersforsweetrevenge]

But to get love You have got to give love Somehow I got your love Was it meant to be Your love Is my drug I've overdosed I'm right where I'm supposed to be Yeah your love Is fatal Planning an overdose An overdose Then just like in the books 'The Voices' spoke unto me Their words as clear as can be They Say: no one can take it away Nothing can come in-between You can't steal something that's free, yeah

Overdose - The Used

[suspendedlikeafeather]

Just finished the psychotic update ... Tbh I'm pretty convinced he has mpd and that there's one side of him that wants to escape and be with rose and thinks all those crimes are terrible and then there's another side to him that he is unaware of that and is evil and commits merciless crimes ... I could be wrong but I might not be