bununii

the gradual painful ending of graduation. that last class that just ends. that meeting with your prof that ends with “so, this is it ?”. taking down the posters and trying to pretend this isn’t your last laundry day, night out, weekend, dinner with your roomies. 3 years of spending every day under the same roof and hearing every insignificant detail of their lives just do walk out the door one last time and return back home like you visited narnia but now it’s all over

one really annoying thing about people’s perceptions of autism is certain things people deem as “childlike” are literally just HUMAN THINGS when you aren’t worried about manners and “looking normal” like if someone with autism laughs very loudly or runs around excitedly in a public space people immediately assume it’s “childish” without realising it’s just default human behaviour that we punish out of kids . am i making any sense

mammals be like really into being rubbed and also warm sensations. big fan of being fat n floofy. hug machine

difficult to explain to my lab mates that i need to go home so i can stim out about a current hyperfixation type shit. god forbid a girl go home and squeak and pace and jump around

scientific writing actually because easy as hell when u care about the research ur doing … who could’ve guessed this

me and my roomie were listing off perfect partner attributes for me (creative, calm, countryside lover etc) while a beatles doc and we stopped to pause and think who we know who is like that and then both stared at paul mccartney on the screen . oh god my perfect man is paul mccartney

losing a pet is so weird man. i used to know all her scritch spots . i memorised the patterns in her ear. i know which toe beans were black and which were pink. now she is just gone