due to personal reasons i’ll be

it is. sincerely really weird that 2016 nostalgia is a trend. like i knew this day would come but not for specifically 2016. the meme that year was about how this was the worst year ever for most people

'Look at all my stupid little figural bowls,' I say, in the warm, glowing tones of a woman showing off her firstborn child

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seen coming home

literally what the fuck do you mean its still january. how is that remotely possible. its been six months minimum

a lot of my autism masking is just making myself more palatable for other people and my therapist said "does spock make himself 'more palatable' for others?" and had me promise to keep unmasking like:

I can clearly remember the moment I first realised my mother and I were living on completely different planes of existence. I was 7 years old and I came home from my school's first track and field day having placed second or third in every event. the teachers had been making jokes all afternoon about how many times they had to call my name. my friends thought I was cool as shit. my enemies thought I was cool as shit too, come to think of it. I was proud as hell. so I get home with the entire front of my shirt covered in ribbons like I was a military dictator who'd awarded himself every medal, I walk into the kitchen and tell my mum all about my day, and she goes "oh, that must be disappointing not getting any firsts." and I'm like no?? first of all the first place ribbons are red and I don't like red. second of all look at me. there's literally nowhere left on my body for accolades. I am fucking Jacked of All Trades. how could this possibly be a disappointment.

cars are so much scarier than planes. i've literally never been afraid on an airplane like first of all being on a plane is fun. second of all you're in a big as fuck vehicle with no other vehicles around for miles and the person at the wheel is a professional and not just Some Guy. one time i was getting a ride home from a nonbinary friend of a friend who was driving very erratically down the highway at 1am and they said to me unprompted "i have ocd so i only drive at speeds that are multiples of five"

where in the HELL did that horse come from