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capn-o-my-soul · 28 days
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why do they have to edge So loudly outside the neighbors house ;-;
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Sollux: DOE2 MY DICK LOOK LIIKE A FOUNDING FATHER? (giggle) DOES2 MY DIICK LOOK LIIKE A BOMB RADAR- no no what'2 iit called..... DOE2 MY DIICK LOOK LIIKE A MEDAL DETECTOR? (starts mumbling a song) THE HAND2 ON..... MY COCK!
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landosfenestraz · 10 months
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CON, TRIS AND RIA OMG WHAT THE FUCK
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cherrio-krispz · 11 months
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YOU HAVE TO FUFCKING HEAR ME OUT GUYS. PLEASE LISTEN TO ME ABOUT THE SPIDERVERSE MOVIE-
SPOILERS (kind of)
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THIS DAMN SPLIT SECOND SCENE. I SWEAR TO GOD I AM ONLY FOCUSING ON THIS MAN HERE. WEREWOLF SPIDERMAN AGGGGHHHHHHHHHHHGGGGHHRGRGRGRGGRGRGRHRHRGRGGRGFGFGGRHRHR THE MOMENT I SAW HIM HE WOULDN’T LEAVE MY THOUGHTS. I LOVE HIM SM EVEN IF HE IS THE MOST SIDE CHARACTER THERE I WANT HIM OH MY STARS PLEAS
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You scream into that void!!
oh I am
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mwagneto · 1 year
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sorry idk but the way the world is so fast and the people in it still want it to be faster is sooo annoying to me. people groaning while standing in line for 3 minutes people being mad the train ride is gonna take 2 hours people complaining that the bus is a few minutes late people being angry that construction work is taking months even though it used to take decades. don't you see the world is already so so so fast in every single aspect can't you understand that being mad will do nothing and just make your mood worse. enjoy the moments of stillness you're given. just stand in line and look at the people around you. sit on the train and watch the scenery. you'll get there.
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mydairpercabeth · 2 months
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beeejayy · 10 months
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Just saw you in a picrew/quiz thing and i came to a conclusion is that you look like an emo basil👍
NOOOOOOOOOO
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yewstronaut · 1 year
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the birds put side my window want to fuck sooo bad
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dykealloy · 5 months
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inkskinned · 3 months
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crows use tools and like to slide down snowy hills. today we saw a goose with a hurt foot who was kept safe by his flock - before taking off, they waited for him to catch up. there are colors only butterflies see. reindeer are matriarchical. cows have best friends and 4 stomachs and like jazz music. i watched a video recently of an octopus making himself a door out of a coconut shell.
i am a little soft, okay. but sometimes i can't talk either. the world is like fractal light to me, and passes through my skin in tendrils. i feel certain small things like a catapult; i skirt around the big things and somehow arrive in crisis without ever realizing i'm in pain.
in 5th grade we read The Curious Incident of the Dog In The Night-time, which is about a young autistic boy. it is how they introduced us to empathy about neurotypes, which was well-timed: around 10 years old was when i started having my life fully ruined by symptoms. people started noticing.
i wonder if birds can tell if another bird is odd. like the phrase odd duck. i have to believe that all odd ducks are still very much loved by the other normal ducks. i have to believe that, or i will cry.
i remember my 5th grade teacher holding the curious incident up, dazzled by the language written by someone who is neurotypical. my teacher said: "sometimes i want to cut open their mind to know exactly how autistics are thinking. it's just so different! they must see the world so strangely!" later, at 22, in my education classes, we were taught to say a person with autism or a person on the spectrum or neurodivergent. i actually personally kind of like person-first language - it implies the other person is trying to protect me from myself. i know they had to teach themselves that pattern of speech, is all, and it shows they're at least trying. and i was a person first, even if i wasn't good at it.
plants learn information. they must encode data somehow, but where would they store it? when you cut open a sapling, you cannot find the how they think - if they "think" at all. they learn, but do not think. i want to paint that process - i think it would be mostly purple and blue.
the book was not about me, it was about a young boy. his life was patterned into a different set of categories. he did not cry about the tag on his shirt. i remember reading it and saying to myself: i am wrong, and broken, but it isn't in this way. something else is wrong with me instead. later, in that same person-first education class, my teacher would bring up the curious incident and mention that it is now widely panned as being inaccurate and stereotypical. she frowned and said we might not know how a person with autism thinks, but it is unlikely to be expressed in that way. this book was written with the best intentions by a special-ed teacher, but there's some debate as to if somebody who was on the spectrum would be even able to write something like this.
we might not understand it, but crows and ravens have developed their own language. this is also true of whales, dolphins, and many other species. i do not know how a crow thinks, but we do know they can problem solve. (is "thinking" equal to "problem solving"? or is "thinking" data processing? data management?) i do not know how my dog thinks, either, but we "talk" all the same - i know what he is asking for, even if he only asks once.
i am not a dolphin or reindeer or a dog in the nighttime, but i am an odd duck. in the ugly duckling, she grows up and comes home and is beautiful and finds her soulmate. all that ugliness she experienced lives in downy feathers inside of her, staining everything a muted grey. she is beautiful eventually, though, so she is loved. they do not want to cut her open to see how she thinks.
a while ago i got into an argument with a classmate about that weird sia music video about autism. my classmate said she thought it was good to raise awareness. i told her they should have just hired someone else to do it. she said it's not fair to an autistic person to expect them to be able to handle that kind of a thing.
today i saw a goose, and he was limping. i want to be loved like a flock loves a wounded creature: the phrase taken under a wing. which is to say i have always known i am not normal. desperate, mewling - i want to be loved beyond words.
loved beyond thinking.
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kojitheopossum · 28 days
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like to slap his bald head reblog to slap his bald head
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heliopixels · 1 year
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Went outside without a mask for the first time in a while and wow. Never doing that again I was smiling so loudly
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nerdpoe · 4 months
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Danny, as a developing Ancient of Space (who isn't quite there yet), has a ghost form for that. It's a leviathan.
The problem is, that form is still developing.
Which means random quirks that tie to that form appearing.
Mouth-full of fangs sometimes, bioluminescence, claws, the stuff he'd thought was just normal ghost stuff.
So the absolute dead tired expressions that his friend's family is leveling at him when he comes down to breakfast is a surprise.
"What's...wrong?"
"Daniel, why did you not inform me of your meta gene? And that you snore?"
"Okay first off I don't snore, second-"
Damian interrupts him by slapping down a recorder and playing the loudest, most horrifying noises Danny's ever heard.
Danny stares at it.
Damian glares at him.
"You definitely snore."
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theminecraftbee · 2 months
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anyway, so the hermit permits: this feel VERY MUCH like the hermits going “we did not like how little we used the shopping district in 8 and 9, we want to create a mechanism that not only brings it back but hopefully forces more collaboration by preventing one guy from having the super shop”. I’m here for it! interested in seeing how it plays out going forward, it definitely at the very least intrigues me! as does iskall mentioning that if he doesn’t keep up with demand the other hermits are allowed to rebel and take his rocket permit, sir what does that mean,
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loserharrington · 10 months
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steve and argyle as a duo would be so…. argyle would never be outright rude to someone but he would be LOUDLY passive aggressive and steve has no problem telling someone to their face that he’d kill himself to get them to stop talking. it’s like good cop bad cop except they’re both bad cop
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