To The Older Lady In Walgreens Who Came Up To Me When I Was Buying My Cane And Said "whoever Gets That

t4t swiss and cumulus. chaos insues and probably sex too. send post.

you’re just some twerp little faggot pretending to know things abt the real world

i’m obsessed with the way this is worded, reblog if you’re just a twerp little faggot

It’s always ’But you don’t look autistic.’

You say that until you see me so happy, that I can’t mask. Meowing and squealing, flapping or clapping my hands, an awkward grin on my face. I bounce and lick my lips. I talk endlessly about what I have now, whether it’s a figure, or a VHS.

You say that until I’m overstimulated. I’m irritable when I’m out of my house too long, when I get interrupted, my plans are changed, my ideas are turned away. I don’t want to interact anymore, I want my headphones and my music. I shake my head, I groan, I hit my legs. I get snappy and don’t look at you when you speak. Not that I really did before.

You say that until my senses are TOO sensitive for you, maybe even too dramatic. I can’t touch the dishes, I’ll gag. I cover my ears and shake my head during the concert. ’Please turn down the radio,’ I say. And yet, I’ll stare at the bubble tube at the dentists office, or lay in bed, staring at my prized jellyfish lamp.

You say it until I suddenly won’t shut up. ’Jellyfish don’t sting,’ I say. ’They have cells on their tentacles called nematocysts and-‘ I go on and on. Or maybe I’ll talk to you all about censorship laws, and how it led to the production of ’Faces of Death,’ and ’Banned from TV.’ Or perhaps I’ll tell you all about Botulism of all things!

You say that. But you don't see how it factors into every little detail of my life. You undermine me and my autism with a comment that seems meaningless. What does Autism even look like to you? It is the minimal representation you see on TV? Is it Rain Man? Is it Music, from Sing? Sheldon Cooper?

I am Autistic. You can look at me, and see what Autism looks like. And keep your comments to yourself.

mountain getting wisdom teeth out and on the way back home he sits there doing the 1000 yard stare and its the funniest shit ever send post

i have decided. papa nihil and sister imperator are the only romance that matters. my guy wrote three songs during his entire lifetime, and all of them were about her. and all of them also fuck hard. they made out inside a coffin in a graveyard after she beat the shit out of him for several hours, probably. pathetic bimbo of a man x sadistic freak of a woman. i may be typically romance averse but they will always be an exception because what the hell is wrong with both of them. they are my romeo and juliet

Aether reminds me of Hole in the Earth and Omega reminds me of Swerve City chat does this make sense do you get it

friendly reminder that you can do activities that seemingly clash with your disabilities and you can enjoy whatever you want

like yes i have chronic pain and fatigue and im autistic, and yes i went in the mosh pit and wall of death at a 5 hour long loud ass metal show. why? cause its fucking fun and fuck you i can enjoy my life however i want to.

does my body hate me even more now? yes. was seeing gwar live worth the pain and soreness and bruises after? fucking absolutely, and id do it again.

im not putting up with my disabilities, my disabilities are putting up with me bitch

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explaining to gamers that “silent protagonist” does not necessarily mean “blank slate devoid of all personality, characterization and agency”

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