brain: shake leg
me: why
brain: sHAKE LEG
*leg starts bouncing uncontrollably irritating everyone around*
brain: never stop
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the only posts I ever tag “aesthetic” are screenshotsofdespair posts and that’s because the cold judgments of technology passed onto fragile human souls is the only thing that resonates so deeply with me
*sings u a sweet song and places bouquets of flowers upon ur pillow*
idk why but my brains first thought was ‘eat the flowers’ but this is v v nice and appreciated thank u
Forget the Myers-Briggs fucking personality assessment. I am dead tired of hearing if someone is an INFP or an ESLQ or whatever. I want to know if someone is melancholic or choleric. Bring back the four humors. I wanna see “Kaley, 16, phlegmatic” when I go to someone’s blog. Who is with me. Lets make this happen
here’s a test i found. go wild, y’all. (im choleric.)
the 90s aesthetic of The X-Files is so comforting to me. VHS tapes, clunky phones, that modem sound we found so horrid then, adorable glasses that are too big for one’s face reflecting the curved surfaces and rectangular flashing cursors of boxy computer screens, Scully’s beautiful puffy coat. even dusty, shadowed rooms lit by flashlight beams, like campfire stories remembered in the dark, somehow seem nostalgic. in these moments, I can pretend I’m young again, wide-eyed enough to still believe the truth is out there, and I’m alive.
I’m going to sleep
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im yelling. I have no stim toys. I have no IRL or online autistic friends. i have no resources. my school will not provide accommodations. every time I mention autism around my allistic friends there’s a weird silence and it’s almost like they don’t want me to talk about it. my closest friends avoid the subject at all costs. im emotional
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