janadrano:

I had a crush on one of my professors. A tiny one, just, like, she was cool.

She listened to the same music as me, had cute glasses, cute short, messy brown hair, a sweet voice, and she was a little shorter than me. Plus, she always wore stuff with fairy tale references and the like.

And she was only 25.

And she made an effort to be my friend. Talked to me about fairy tales. Joked with my friends and I during class.

Then I randomly found her on Tumblr, and followed her.

She totally saw all the kinky shit I used to put on my old Tumblr.

Because the day after I followed her on Tumblr, I walked into class, and she looked at me, smirked, and winked.

I’m still not done being embarrassed about that.

janadrano:

I had a crush on one of my professors. A tiny one, just, like, she was cool.

She listened to the same music as me, had cute glasses, cute short, messy brown hair, a sweet voice, and she was a little shorter than me. Plus, she always wore stuff with fairy tale references and the like.

And she was only 25.

And she made an effort to be my friend. Talked to me about fairy tales. Joked with my friends and I during class.

Then I randomly found her on Tumblr, and followed her.

She totally saw all the kinky shit I used to put on my old Tumblr.

Because the day after I followed her on Tumblr, I walked into class, and she looked at me, smirked, and winked.

I’m still not done being embarrassed about that.

infectingmadagascar:

-Janadrane

laughingintothefire:

josiahd:

(Image description: The blue autism speaks puzzle piece with this text: “This autistic puzzle piece is suffering from intense isolation. It needs a peer group, not a cure. Don’t support autism speaks.”)

I used to love puzzle pieces. Then Autism Speaks made it a hate symbol and ruined it forever.

But recently it occurred to me that maybe the puzzle piece is not a willing participant. A puzzle is such an innocent and beautiful thing. Why would a puzzle piece want to have anything to do with Autism Speaks?

I think that autistic puzzle piece, which is clearly a person, probably has some things to say that they wouldn’t like.

And that maybe some images indicating this would be a good thing.

So here’s an attempt at one.

I love this. I love everything about this.

autistickitten:

purplewowies:

xstealthyx:

qutlilwil:

Hi, My name is William Figueroa and I have a brother with AUTISM. I love him more than anything in the world and I hate when people stare at him like he’s a freak or talk about how different he is but sadly that’s the world we live in. Autistic people are not different at all, they are like you and me. Spread the word of AUTISM AWARENESS! Because AUTISM SPEAKS and it’s time to listen. Thank You. (Taken with GifBoom)

I think all of this explains allistics quite well.

• Comic Sans
• ‘AUTUSM’
• Support of Autism Speaks
• Refusal to write the word ‘autism’ in anything but capslock because it’s ~a serious disability~
• “I have relatives with autism!”
• “Autistics are like everyone else, that’s why we have to kill (‘cure’) them!”
• ‘Autism awareness’

Reblogging just because of the autusm. :P

autisticvixen:

It hurts to breathe

it hurts to walk

every word

feels fake

and I watch

the letters

spill out of my mouth

and fall dead

decay on the floor

I don’t know

how to describe

how it feels

to feel

as if you’re rotting

from inside.

Is the mind

the first thing to go?

A year ago

the doctors said

“You might

have cancer.”

I never

went back.

Is this it?

Is this how it feels

to have something

growing

inside you

that will end you?

Cancer

is a multiplying

of cells

the body

getting confused

about how to grow.

Fitting, I suppose.

Sometimes,

I think it doesn’t matter

that maybe

it’s best

if I die that way.

I don’t know

how to grow

maybe

I have done

all I can.

Maybe my body

finally saw who I am

and chose to give up.

autisticvixen:

I am outside myself

clawing, trying

to get back in

watching as my body tries

so hard to smile,

to talk,

to feel

I’m screaming

but it’s quiet

too high-pitched

for even cats to hear.

I want to tell her

to let me in,

but she doesn’t hear.

I cry,

I watch her tremble,

hold back tears,

plot when she’ll escape,

not have to feel anymore.

“I’m not gone,”

I try to say,

“You just can’t see me.”

But she drowns my voice,

taking medicine

she thinks will make her numb.

But all she does

is push me further,

telling others

she is getting better.

I wonder if they know

she is lying.

autisticvixen:

One of my friends, upon finding out I was depressed, took me out to pizza. After we talked for hours (and she ate barely any of the pizza, insisting I take the rest home,) she asked if I had to be home at a certain time. I told her no.

Then, she drove me somewhere, refusing to tell me the…

autistickitten:

I just wanted to remind everyone how true that is.

-Eliza

malraiplayswow:

urlsareforever:

apparently autism/ASD has been linked to being trans*. this was published two years ago, but studies first started about thirty years ago (i think). anywho, these guys found being trans* was something like ten times more prevalent among children and youth who were on the autism spectrum than in a random sampling of the population (if i read this article right; at least, this is what i got from it). i may or may not infodump about this to everyone i run into for the next little bit. sorry if you’re one of those people haha

Yay. More fuel to the “you’re not trans*, you’re just autistic” fire. Woop de doo. Got to love invalidation. Because I’m sure there’s nothing that trans* autistics love more than being invalidated.