Im Gay and I dont have a driving license

i’m way too pretty to not have anybody pulling me onto their lap and putting their hands up my skirt

i feel like im a weird age where i got just a blurry glimpse at the world Before. it used to be cold in the mornings and websites had fun games and the search results showed you what you searched for. covid wasn't a thing. can anybody fucking hear me. did i dream it all????

if you push your fingers deep enough you'll find the brat off button

“Psychotic people aren’t homeless in the streets or psych wards!!! some of us are playing video games” some psychotic people ARE homeless in the streets and in psych wards and they don’t deserve to fucking die for it or be forgotten or swept aside because they aren’t a convenient poster child for your symptoms RAAAAHHH

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.

You can’t even make fun of someone for dating people younger than them anymore without being accused of discoursing. What if I don’t think you’re a pedophile for dating a 24 year old but I do think you’re kind of a lame as hell manbaby who can’t handle mature baddies and it makes me chuckle pointing it out

Body shame and embarrassment about vaginas, farts and poop were so normal when I was a kid so now going on tiktok and seeing people (especially women of all flavors, who've been told that to talk about such things is nasty) talking about being gassy is so... like this too is feminism. women of all gender experiences being able to say, 'wow. My junk itches and I need to fart and my pad is stuck to my bush' is so beautiful 🥲

I kind of miss the impulsivity that certain spaces used to allow. oh you want a hair cut today? hairdresser in the corner can fit you in before her 2 o’clock. tattoo of a cobra… sure leg or arm? even concerts, back when you could go to the box office thirty mins before any show. not saying these things don’t exist at all, but everything feels booked five months in advance and 10x more expensive