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That’s right! Because you don’t know how autistic people are.

You know, people never bullied me for being autistic. Because neither me nor they had the terminology. Nah, they punished me for being weird. And what made me weird to their eyes? I spoke weird and often stumbled, and I spoke like a grownup anyway, and I wouldn’t shut up about Ancient Greece. I moved weird too, because I was (am) really clumsy, and I didn’t have any friends. I was boring and didn’t catch jokes (made at my expense) and I didn’t look them in the eye, and so on and on.

1. borrowing misery from future

2. carrying grief of the past

Not my circus but I've grown quite fond of its monkeys

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They’re so cutie.. goodness(๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)

I love how they’re seating, it’s all about the intention behind drawings that you really have to look for.

How Izuku leans forward, crossing his arms around the back of the chair, giving his full attention to his Kacchan.

And Katsuki, leaned back, relaxed.. letting his hands rest on-top of one another as his leg is kicked on the other, probably boasting about a capture or his improving skills.

Sigh.. and the gazes too..♡へ(//∇//)\

Dynamic still reads true to me.