𝕙𝕖𝕪! 𝕠𝕡𝕖𝕟 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕖𝕪𝕖𝕤, 𝕝𝕠𝕠𝕜 𝕦𝕡. 𝔼𝕟𝕛𝕠𝕪

"I would kill for you. I would die for you" would you take a break for me? Would you sit down and rest? For a day, a week, a year? Would you let others take care of your needs for me? Would you let yourself be held for me? By me?

berharap

6 colors - 20 frames

people will see a fandom thing and be like "why isn't this a fanfic" "why is there no fanfic about this" my brother in christ, because you're not writing it

sorry systems are so funny. *turns you into 7 smaller people to fix your problems * (all 7 people refuse to work on their problems) 

One of my favourite parts about autistic people is how you can use other peoples' reflections of them like an echolocation bullshit detector. Like they personally do not need to do shit for this to work, they just passively emit their own autistic vibe that bounces off every surface around them, and you can assess another person's level of self-awareness by how they reflect it back.

"Autistic people do not understand social hierarchy" nope, they understand you're supposed to be an authority here, but they won't politely pretend to respect you if they think you're incompetent.

"Autistic people do not understand humour" nope, they just don't politely pretend to laugh to humour you, and you are simply not funny.

"Autistic people are rude" nope, they just don't think it's polite to lie to you, and don't care about trying to tell you what they think you want to hear instead of telling you what they think.

"Autistic people sometimes have emotional meltdowns for absolutely no reason" nope, you're just insufferable to be around and the person with the lowest tolerance of your shit is simply the canary in the coal mine who breaks first.

You know what, fuck it, this isn't hiding in the tags. Genuinely, my life has gotten significantly better since I started practicing the skill of enjoying the current moment. Sure things suck sometimes, and this moment isn't going to last forever, but isn't that all the more reason to slow down and appreciate it while it's here? Its so easy to forget, trust me, I'm still struggling with it too, but I swear on the smell of petricore that it is possible to learn, and you will find so much more beauty in the world than you thought possible, even if it's just for a few seconds at a time

Oh ok so it turns out ive been borrowing grief from the future ! it turns out ive been preparing to lose the things i love rather than basking in the light of them while they last. Maybe i should nt do that

I would love to see a fantasy novel where the lore that the reader / protagonist learns at first is not true

Our inability to effectively cope with our anxiety resulting from our cptsd that shaped us into a system to begin with is going to be the death of us