The Night Was Good . My Feet Hurt Now And My Shoes Are Covered In Uncooked Rice

touching grass is not enough i need to be shot

okay. i did not ASSIGN myself with a gender. what the fuck? that’s so transphobic. second of all. i plan on getting diagnosed one day, but as of right now, it is literally DANGEROUS for me to get professionally diagnosed. please take consideration for your words before being an asshole.

Self diagnosing yourself with autism hurts actual autistics

Please stop diagnosing yourself with autism just because you FEEL weird or random or quirky.

Autism is not a quirk or gender you can just assign to yourself. Autism is a very real and serious mental condition that can cause a lot of struggle and pain for people who truly have it.

Just pretending you have it with no real evidence does two things:

1.) It can give lots of people a wrong view of what autism looks like 2.) It can take resources away from people who are actually officially diagnosed with it and need the support for it more than you do.

So stop it because it’s incredibly destructive and incredibly insulting to people who actually have it.

thinkin' about ged earthsea

been playing botw lately

I need names of whoever is at fault for Sokka not putting on kyoshi warrior makeup and the dress in the live action and I need them now.

I like Link’s new weird dog

Even as a zelink shipper whenever people refer to Link and Zelda as soulmates it makes me laugh, cause yeah you're not wrong they totally are but Ganondorf is also technically their soulmate in that regard? The poly shippers have gotten around that issue but for everyone else he's literally born to third wheel. No wonder he's pissed, not only does he never get to realize his ambitions he's gotta watch that awkward teenage romance over and over for eternity. It's like he keeps scrolling past his NOTP and the block button isn't working. Bottling the princess just pisses off the other one, and the other one has the invincibility of a Nokia cell phone. What's a born hater to do

Now that you're gone