"Ohoho, boy! A Spankoffski!"

the online identity and gimmick-ifying of autism is so odd. I'm diagnosed with autism and yet I barely identify with any stuff I see about it anymore. It feels like autism is being rebranded as the Silly Guy Disorder that gives you smart and beautiful hyperspecific interests. it's not that I mind silly jokes or being lighthearted about being autistic- but when the entire social movement is based around marketing us this way, I just can't help but feel isolated from it. it feels like I'm not the right kind of autistic. I'm not marketable and digestible to common audiences, and therefore I am discarded by the movement in the name of progress and acceptance. it feels foul.

puts my uncomfortably wet hand on your shoulder. see here, gay boy- can i call you gay boy?

god i love a character that is eventually revealed to have been doomed the entire time. you can try and fix it, make everything the way it once was, attempt to escape the fate you finally realize was yours all along, but one way or another you’re forced to face the fact that no matter how hard you tried or how much you fought, you never truly had a chance. you’re already beyond saving.

i keep my stupid heart WIDE OPEN at all times #myStupidHeart

reblogging a funny low note count textpost on your dash made by your mutual's mutual kinda feels like walking up to two strangers on the street and laughing loudly at their joke

i really genuinely wish I could hit chatgpt with my bare fists and hear its pityful electronic voice fade into glitched robotic gibberish and choking beeps as I hit it before I smash it for good and it shuts the fuck up forever

why are so many people wondering if I'm horny for chatgpt. it's like the most unfuckable robot ever created heeell NO