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Aesthetic for Bruce Banner with science stuff and themes of anxiety in pastel greens for @beeskinspot~!

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WOMEN👏CAN👏BE👏RAPISTS👏TOO👏AND👏THEY👏SHOULD👏SUFFER👏THE👏SAME👏CONSEQUENCES👏AS👏MALE👏RAPISTS👏NO👏EXCEPTIONS👏

Alien: You’re telling me that in times of great distress humans have been known to suddenly gain the strength necessary to lift objects more than a dozen times their own weight?!

Human: Yeah, it’s called “hysterical strength” and it usually happens in life-or-death situations, like when someone gets stuck under a car or something and someone lifts the car to get them out. We can’t really test it though, ‘cause it only happens spontaneously.

Alien: Humans have the ability to tap into untold strength and power and you don’t even know how you do it?

Human: Pretty much, yeah. We think it has something to do with temporary analgesia, so we just don’t feel the pain we should when we pick up a 3000-pound car.

Alien: YOUR PAIN RESPONSE JUST SHUTS OFF?

Human: Yeah, it’s like an adrenaline thing? Do you not have that?

Alien: Fuck you and your entire species of tiny juggernauts.

"my adhd doesn't affect my everyday life"

Leg bouncy

Hmmm, lemme just fucking pace around for an hour

where is my figdet toy, Where Is My figdet toy, where is mY FIGDET-

Hand tappy

I wanna touch that, but I shouldn't, but I wanna

IF I STOP MOVING I'LL FUCKING EXPLODE

I need to sleep but brain is like, let's fucking tap out the beat to 5 different songs and think about theories about how the universe started

Can't. Sit. Still. For. More. Then. 10. Seconds.

I know I'm talking fast but I can't stop, I don't want to be doing this either.

I'm more annoyed about myself then you will ever be

I have a test tomorrow fucKING SLEEEP

B o u n c y l e g

MOVEMENT

"yOu WoUlD rEmEmBeR iF iT wAs ImPoRtAnT"

"What time is it?"

"what did you say."

"What tim-"

"7:34"

Talk at the speed of light or stumble over every other word (sometimes both)

"what happened on Jan 3?"

"i sang the same song 23 times in a row while taping my forehead"

"Who was the 2nd president of the United States?"

Learned abt this yesterday "......Thomas Edison or something."

Feel free to add more (this is from mostly personal experience)

Things they don’t tell you about special ed kids: they’re probably being that “disruptive” or “reclusive” because the sped teachers literally abuse them and no one gives a fuck. (It’s literally legal for sped teachers to abuse their students because it’s considered part of the special ed therapy.)

When I was in middle school, I was in a special ed program called “Social Thinking”, which was supposedly for teaching social skills, but really what it taught was “You have to act like a normal (neurotypical) person and only ever do ‘expected behavior’, or everyone will hate you and think you’re annoying. You have to always keep up this facade no matter how exhausting it is. If you don’t do that and just be yourself, your friends would be happier without you.”

Some highlights from that special ed class:

The teacher told me, to my face, that all my teachers hated me and thought I was annoying and stupid, and that this was because I blurted out in class.

They literally went to my friends behind my back and told my friends to stop listening and walk away from me anytime I started “monologuing” aka rambling about the things I’m interested in. (My best friends decided not to do that, because they knew how awful the teachers were.)

 One of my best friends was also in that sped program, and one year she was in the same “class” for it as I was. I cried in that class a lot, but she cried even more than I did. She also had breakdowns (as did I) and was suicidal sometimes. I distinctly remember one time when she said “Just give me the scissors, I’ll do it right now!”. She was TWELVE at the time.

The teacher would frequently grab my chin and turn my head towards her, forcing me to make eye contact. She also told my parents to require me to make eye contact before allowing me to do fun things, and to force eye contact like that if I didn’t want to. (And, unfortunately, they did.) Even now, almost five years later, I still flinch when anyone comes close to touching my face.

I’m pretty sure I got some form of ptsd from all the horrible in that special ed therapy, but I can’t get it diagnosed because even the possibility of having to talk to any sort of therapist makes me have severe panic attacks. :^) lifes a bitch like that.

TLDR: special ed teachers were super abusive and no one gave a shit because it was supposedly part of the therapy. 

What the entire fucl

Media: “Female teacher seduces male student.”

Feminists: “You spelled rape wrong.”

Other Men: “She’s hot. He’s so lucky. Where was she when I was in high school?”

MRAs: “Why are male rape victims not taken seriously? It’s clearly the fault of feminists and not the fault of other men.”

1 am. wide awake staring into the silent darkness:

I guess ill watch youtube bc i am unable to sleep

3 seconds into video:

*eyes closing unable to stay open. Falling aslep FAST*

Alright i guess i can sleep now ill put down phone.

Immediately unable to sleep again. The cycle repeats.

When you try to draw hands and keep looking at yours for reference but you’re still confused as shit