a moveable feast.
Home    Info    Ask
 there is a desert on the moon where the dreamer sinks so deeply into the ground that she reaches hell.
“The outsider, estranged from himself and society, cannot experience either himself or others as ‘real’. He invents a false self and with it he confronts the outside world and his own despair.” —The blurb of The Divided Self: An Existential Study in Sanity and Madness, by R.D. Laing (via mirroir)

today.

(Source: funeral-wreaths, via mirroir)
  1. aromanticsuicide reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  2. thelittleandroid reblogged this from forgetthisface
  3. vacuusemovere reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  4. thetaelizabeth reblogged this from vanswearingen
  5. amortalmind reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  6. rudeand-ginger reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  7. klonazepam reblogged this from mourn
  8. delicatelydoesitdear reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  9. forgetthisface reblogged this from mirroir
  10. hello-alexx reblogged this from michiiiiiii
  11. brilliant-hematoma reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  12. vitrioli reblogged this from mirroir
  13. askpsychomantis reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  14. vanswearingen reblogged this from mirroir
  15. peculiaraura reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  16. paralysys reblogged this from mirroir
  17. michiiiiiii reblogged this from mourn
  18. greatestlight-greatestshade reblogged this from cocteautwin
  19. cocteautwin reblogged this from funeral-wreaths
  20. escapingstars reblogged this from mirroir
  21. thegoosecrusade reblogged this from mourn
  22. a-ilurophile reblogged this from mirroir
page 1 of 1