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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.

Me lurking inside my messy as hell room which I really need to clean but havent in a while because of my executive dysfunction, whenever someone comes inside:

WHAT. ARE YOU DOING. IN MY SWAAA-AAMP???!

"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)

I’m scared my fascination with space is just my most recent hyperfixation and then it will fade and I won’t really care anymore but I don’t want to stop caring I love space I love it so much

me: *explains my adhd*

some dumbass neurotipical: um no sweaty that’s not how it works :) i know more than you, someone with adhd, and trained professionals :)))

People who are welcome into ADHD spaces: ‘Oh hey I think I might have ADHD/ADD because I relate to a lot of stuff you do/think/feel but I haven’t gone to a therapist to get officially diagnosed because I am scared/ my parents would laugh it off/ i don’t have money/ I am embarrassed/ I don’t have time/ I am not ready to fully face it yet’

People who are NOT welcome into ADHD spaces: ‘HAHAHA we are all a little ADHD sometimes! / OMG I get bored too! / Yeah I am so lazy also! / Lol I am always late as well! / You are overreacting! / But you are so smart/ quiet/ good!

ADHD is chanting “walnuts, walnuts, walnuts, walnuts …” under your breath 300 times, then getting distracted for half a second and forgetting to add the fucking walnuts to the banana bread before putting it in the oven.

I discovered the ADHD haver’s best friend:

a mac app called helium that puts Netflix in a tiny floating window on your screen that you can make translucent and also click through, so you can watch tv and surf the web at the same time, it’s great

(That’s more see through than I like but this way it shows up in the picture)

Happy multitasking y’all!

You’re doing amazing sweetie

Please spread the word!

I work in a grocery store in a teeny town in Florida right near Daytona Beach, and we have a basically nonexistent LGBTQ+ community. Two of my regulars are a lesbian couple who have been together for thirty years. THIRTY YEARS!! They are super cute and always very kind to me when I ring up their groceries. One time, they came into the store after Volusia Pride (my county’s tiny pride festival) all decked out in rainbow stuff, and I said I liked it, and they just gave me smiles and said, “You’re family.” They are truly lovely.

They own a chocolate company called Sappho Chocolates that make gourmet chocolate that looks amazing. With the holidays coming up, it’s a great time to support a lesbian-owned business and treat your loved ones (or yourself) to some awesome chocolate. This is their website. If you can’t afford to buy anything from them, please reblog this post! I love these two wonderful ladies, and their business needs support!

SAPPHO CHOCOLATES (X)

REBLOG: go to your blog and click the egg to see what hatches

please reblog this if your blog is safe for asexuals

(an ace safe space)

Things that have happened on my bus · Some was watching Dragon ball Z, he was really fat and acne ridden. Hes in 5th grade… · A 8th grader brought a juul on the bus and blew smoke in someone face for calling them a hoe · we have things called ‘30 seconds’ or '60 seconds’ where kids on good terms fight in the back of the bus for 30 or 60 seconds at a time. there was once a leaderboard and a 6 grader won last year. ·Some kid played porn really loud on his bluetooth speakers. Some kid got a blowjob and ate a 8 grader out (he was 7th) ·some other kid decided to smoke his homework… As in light his homework and take hits of it… ·I do random peoples homework for money (my regulars are top of the class) · Some people stood up on the seats when the bus driver wasnt looking and flashed his girlfriend (and the entire bus) · and how could we forget the time soem kid climbed out of a window on the ride to school Thats it… More to come soon about my demon school

In my school teachers give so much homework that almost no one sleeps well and because of that it is normal to see people sleeping at random places like the floor of the last row of the classroom during class, or the benches in the hallways, or groups of people that rent a cubicle of the library just to sleep it is called the sleeping club, and at this point no one even cuestiones it

when I was a senior this guy a grade below me, we’ll call him T, was messing with a girl and one of my classmates had a younger brother in that grade, D, and D was friends with the girl so he told the T to meet him in the bathroom to duke it out. we left lunch and started to walk down the hall only to be hit with an awful smell and a few teachers telling us we couldn’t go down the hall. a while later, word got around that D punched T in the gut and he pooped in his pants. I dont know if any school has a drill or procedure to follow for that kind of thing but we weren’t allowed to leave the classroom for a while.

tldr: this guy literally got the crap punched out of him

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. 

‘Never apologize for burning too brightly or collapsing into yourself every night. That is how galaxies are made’

aliems

*human is explaining earth sports*

Human: yeah and we really like to play catch. It’s almost known as a father-son bonding ritual.

Alien: what’s catch?

Human: well basically you have two or three players and you have a ball and you throw it around and then the person you throw it to catches it.

Alien: *loses shit*

Human: ????

Alien: YOU HAVE GAMES DEDICATED TO THROWING STUFF? AS CHILDREN??? IT TOOK US NO LESS THAN 5 MELLENIA TO LEARN THROWING TECHNIQUES AND ONLY A FEW OF THE MOST HIGHLY TRAINED INDIVIDUALS CAN EVEN ATTEMPT TO LEARN HOW TO DO IT, AND THEY STILL ARENT GOOD AT IT! THROWING IS SO IMPRACTICAL! WHY DO YOU TORTURE YOUR YOUNG THIS WAY??

Human: *throws empty bottle into trash bin* KOBE!

Alien: *internally* what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck what the fuck

Based off the fact that humans are the only earthlings that can throw with great speed and accuracy (generally) it’s reasonable to also believe that not that many alien races also would be able to do this :)

Since I can’t find the original posts (and if anyone can, let me know) I’ll just post this image to show people, who may not know, where all this “humans are space orcs” stuff started. 

Can you even imagine being the poor alien sod responsible for auditing an earthling spaceship’s spending allowance? Like: 

“I see, and why do you require many tubes of white plant flavoured paste?” 

“Oh well, if we don’t rub that on our teeth twice daily the bacteria living in my mouth will begin to devour me teeth.” 

“…Noted.” 

“I have also noticed several large shipments of specific medications, and a variety of individually packaged absorbent material - however injury records do not show sufficient numbers to justify these recurrent deliveries.” 

“Ah, yeah, it’s not really an injury per say. As part of our natural reproductive cycle approximately half the population will shed the lining of one of their internal organs and expel it.”

“…that is the most horrifying thing that I have ever heard.”

“Yeah.”

“Does such a process not hurt?”

“That’l be what the medication’s for. Pain killers for the cramps, birth control to stop the process.” 

“…and your reasoning behind the fully functional, high-tech entertainment system?” 

“Okay, that we could probably do without. But in our defence that was actually insisted on as a standard feature of all fleet-ships expected to encounter Terrans. Admiral Plo’Kaght insisted on it. Something about bored humans and a an illegal betting ring featuring a cleaning robot with a knife strapped to it going up against a human with a mop?” 

“…I believe I should speak with my superiors.” 

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.

Man human imprinting is crazy. My friend’s roomba zoomed by me and I got this intense urge to reach down and pat it. Like it’s just a machine? But it’s a good boy? It spends all day cleaning and sleeping and exploring the house and never complains and it’s just so good little robot? Pet robot?? Pet the robot????? Why am I like this???

Chemistry moodboard 4 anon!

- Mod Pink Lemonade

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

📗Requests are Open📗

MEDSCHOOL + DARK ACADEMIA

Trans guy who likes chemistry for anon! Thank you for the request, I hope you like it :D

Hey hey hey, y’all wanna see my final project for my Dynamics class?

I’m very proud of its nerdiness.

It’s rare I get to use both my math-nerdiness and comic-nerdiness at the same time. I’m so happy :)