Mom Let Me Sit On The Roof Hell Yeahhh!!

Apparently a lot of neurodivergent people don’t like holding eye contact, but I’m on the opposite side of that.

Because of my neurodivergency I can’t figure out how long is too long to hold eye contact and often unintentionally creep people out.

Does anyone else have this problem?

Writing prompt

You have an incredible gut instinct, you’ve saved people more than once with it. You know when something is happening and in the end you are always right.

This morning, you woke up screaming. You go through your notifications, searching for an emergency message, any kind of call for help. You find nothing. You frantically check your closet and your cabinets, almost hoping to find an intruder so that this overwhelming feeling of dread would go away. Nothing.

You still haven’t checked outside, and you’re almost too scared to look out the window. Hands shaking, you pull the blinds up just an inch, lowering your eye to the gap.

Happy International Asexuality day! For the people out there who think asexuals are fakers or “just haven’t found the right one” I wish you a very fuck off. To my fellow aces I wish you a very lovely day ╰(*´︶`*)╯♡

the other day I spoke to the wind. In it’s cold, raspy voice it spoke back. it made sound with the leaves on a tree and it answered my questions with the force of its flow. I said

“if you understand me, push the air harder against me so that I can feel your presence.”

the wind blew against my face and playfully twirled through my hair.

I waited for the breeze to slow and walked to a ledge, crouching on it and leaning forward. I asked the wind

”Would you slow me if I fell? Are you a friend, or not?”

the wind urgently pushed me back from the ledge, scattering twigs across the ground with its force. It wouldn’t stop pushing against me until I stood up and walked away from the ledge. Still curious, I stated

”If you are a real as you say you are, and if you are watching me, then I’m glad to be talking with you. Are you glad to be talking with me?”

the wind ran its gentle fingers through my hair and spoke in quiet rustles of the leaves. We spoke until the sun was setting and the air was freezing.

The wind nudged me towards my house, telling me to go home and be warm. I listened, and as I reached the door, I turned to wave a goodbye to the cold breeze around me. Today, as I sit inside of my quiet house, I can hear the wind whispering to come out and play.

Growing up fat, you get made fun of for everything you do, even basic shit like eating and laughing and breathing are funny when you do it because youre fat! And its so hard to not carry that with you as you get older, like I’m still embarassed to eat or dance in front of people or smile in pictures and its ridiculous and I hate it and I wish I was treated with more humanity

Can we have the anime girl with a slice of bread but replace that with a slice of cheese?

🎶THERES A 💯 AND FOUR DAYS 🔆 OF SUMMER VACATION 🏖 TILL SCHOOL 🏨 COMES ALONG JUST TO END ❌ IT🎶

Only day you can rb this

I’ve tried roller blading, sculpting, making floor plans, biking, and more hobbies than I can remember, but the only one that’s stuck with me through the years is drawing. So here’s some of my most recent pieces.

If you have any feedback I’d love to hear it

I was procrastinating getting out of bed until I realized I needed to take a shit.

I wouldn’t get up to get dressed.

I wouldn’t get up to see people

i wouldn’t get up to eat

but I got up cause I needed to take a shit.

Im pretty sure that every person with adhd ever has had this conversation at least once

Person A-*says a completely normal sentence*

Person B- sorry, could you say that again?

Person A-*says the exact same sentence, but with perfect articulation*

Person B- H u h?