The Lights You Make

never take for granted the moments when you’re not nauseous

idk who needs to hear this but it’s healthier for you to just accept that you’re gonna be kinda fat than it is to live the rest of your life miserably trying to monitor yourself to maintain a skinny weight your body doesn’t want to hold onto

WRONG FUCKING IMAGE

HAPPY MAMA MIA ITS-A WEDNESDAY WRONG FUCKING IMAGE WEDNESDAY

Pirate’s booty, Pirate’s penis, Pirate’s balls. All treasure.

What about a Pirate's soul?

Let's do parallel play and kiss occasionally

i’m going to be really honest with you guys i think the tendency to read the absolute worst possible intentions into every action you don’t agree with is getting too automatic and it’s eating you from the inside out

People seem to think of plastic surgery as for cosmetic purposes only. Kids getting plastic surgery is considered a sign of the fall of society. I got three plastic surgeries before I was 10. I was born with a facial birthmark that actually caused malnutrition as a baby (couldn't latch on) and a speech delay (couldn't put my lips together to form sounds). I was also treated as a pariah by fellow toddlers who were scared of me, which I think caused the social anxiety disorder I have today. My mom literally searched the country for the right surgeon. We had to take a week to go up to Boston Children's Hospital each time. The surgeon is famous in medical circles for the things he did for kids like me. Plastic surgeons are heroes.

where do people get energy from

Hmm. My ceiling in my living room that I haven’t been in since Dashcon is collapsing and there is an alarming amount of mold. I believe something bad has occurred, I do not know what to do about this situation because it is not raccoon related.

side note, but i feel like this is a good example of how autism manifests in seemingly "low support needs" individuals. I can get a permit that is very hard to obtain, go to another country where nobody I work with speaks the language I do, hold myself together while I kneel beside a dead raccoon to try to determine cause of death, write reports for institutions to mitigate risk to raccoons, etc etc etc. but then the moment something like this happens I freeze up and curl in a ball and have no idea what to do because I have no money or skill to fix it myself and i'm scared of the textures. And also literally cannot speak on the phone ever.

giggled at something and my coworker comes out of the break room and goes "I just heard like, a haunted child laugh... so weird." and I'm like okay so it was a normal regular alive adult laugh actually

if i was born 500 years ago i would have been speculating that the two dudes who went to get firewood together were fucking

chat, how long do y’all think 500 years is. Romeo and Juliet was written in the 1500s. 500 years is not the Stone Age.

why do u think people stopped collecting firewood after caveman times

Did you hear a new love language just dropped? yeah its crazy. Its called just fuckin biting them.

reblogging this but shaking my head the whole time to show i don't believe in love languages

Reblogging this while biting someone and shaking my head the whole time to rend flesh