The weapon we have is love.

i can handle one (1) Event™ per day. whether it be a phone call, an appointment, trip to the grocery store, play date with a friend, etc. only one, that's it. any more than that and i am Stressed

Unofficial Autism Post

the amount of maintenance being alive requires.. i got nothing against eating but 3x a day, every day? couple hours max until you feel hunger coming back? the same teethbrushing routine every morning and night forever? showering doesn't last more than a day? give me a break

whoever made that post that's like "depressed people aren't listening to sad music they're listening to wild ones by flo rida at 7 in the morning" has ruined my life. sitting in my car outside work right now feeling like shit emotionally but at least hollaback girl is playing on the radio

this shit is bananas.

I love Clark Kent because realistically both a nice 6'5 superhero with godlike powers AND a friendly 6'5 country boy reporter would be rolling in bitches, but Clark suffers from terminal Sweetiepie Syndrome and has zero game as a result

I'm happy to see that the notes are still divided into people who are roasting him for the use of "hey-o" and people who are being very open about their carnal desire for this man.

If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

I am the naked window neighbor and I won’t apologize

wishing a very bearable seasonal affective disorder to all who observe

tis the season again i guess