my number one skill is being sooo cute and my number two skill is the ancient curse

Reblog if you didn’t write My Immortal

We’re going to find the author by process of elimination.

blows my mind that i have little online friends who mildly care about me. it’s really nice

anyway hi little online friends i care about you too 🍄

FRIENDS 5.17 “The One with Rachel's Inadvertent Kiss"

Autism acceptance includes accepting all autistic manners of communication.

That means supporting autistic people who talk in a "very childish" way. (I do this a lot irl)

Autistic people who do "TV talking" (this means talking like a character from your favorite media,basically talking in quotes and copying their speech patterns,as far as I know)

Autistic people who use echolia.

Autistic people who are very awkward/quirky when they communicate.

Autistic people who are overly technical,or have very sophisticated and articulate speech.

Autistic people who mumble.

Autistic people who talk really fast.

Autistic people who can't control their tone of voice/inflection.

Autistic people who talk in a monotone voice.

Autistic people who use different kind of sounds,or body language to communicate.

Autistic people who talk slowly and draw out their syllables.

Autistic people who use a lot of sentance fillers.

Autistic people who use Aac devices,communication cards,etc etc.

Edit: acceptance of nonverbal autistics is also necessary. Nonverbal people deserve love,respect,acceptance,accommodation and support.

Please help the family of a non-verbal autistic child (who has been losing weight because he only eats certain kinds of food, largely unavailable during this time) leave Gaza!

“a community without romance risks being brutish and crass, superficial and brittle, cruel and even muderous. . . i don’t mean just romantic romance. i don’t just mean erotic romance. . . i mean the romance that allows us to soften our voices when we see each other.”

maya angelou, 1998

Communists and anarchists will spend all day talking about abstract concepts and structures like capitalism and the state, but willfully ignore the very real, tangible curse placed upon me by the foul necromancer

hey guys new diagnosis just dropped: EVIL AUTISM

so. bad news. we have to keep going tomorrow. good news is that I’ll keep going with you

the amount of white trans people on this website who go completely quiet when you bring racism into the conversation because they’ve never confronted their own prejudice and hide behind the “im a minority so i can’t even be racist!!” mindset instead of ever actually learning and giving a shit is so tiring what are we doing here

Being a person of color and trans is so weird. It’s great to get to see so many people have such body positivity for themselves in the community but it feels so isolating at the same time. I get to see people in my shared community become so happy with themselves but at the same time they aren’t me. It messed up my sense of identity for awhile when I first came to terms with being transfem because I wanted to look like a girl so I’d look to other transfems and take inspiration from them. This made me have such an urge to straighten my hair and use white feminine clothing instead of embracing one’s from my own culture. I couldn’t find anyone who was brown and trans so I didn’t know what that would look like.

I understand that there is no one way to look like a man or a woman and no one way to be trans but for any whites reading this think back to how it was pre-transition, pre-coming out, pre-realization. Remember that sense of being lost, how you knew something was different about you but you hadn’t seen anything nor found the terms to describe it. That’s a lot like how it felt for me being trans but not being able to see myself in anyone else who was.

Eventually I found myself but I had to form an identity of what a multiracial trans woman looked like to me mostly on my own. I looked at all sorts of aspects of my cultural and picked ones that felt feminine. I found the black is beautiful movement which helped me find that I didn’t need to straighten my hair to grow it long but instead grow it out into an Afro. I wear ponchos and flowy clothing similar to my Native American family. I’m glad I found myself but I still am constantly struggling to feel like a women because of the pressure of only seeing white trans people.

I know I don’t speak for every trans poc but I know that everyone of us struggles to find and maintain our image and our voice in this movement. Just know that we do exist and everything we do with our identity is just as beautiful and just as important as any other member of the trans community! <3

Also sidenote: don’t try and act like your antigovernment and for decolonization if you don’t seek out the input of those colonized and oppressed the most by said system. The same struggle does not mean the same scale, remember that.

Every time I see disabled representation in something I get really excited, especially if it's accurate. But there's also a part of me that really dreads the fandom spaces.

I just started a book with a disabled character that uses a cane and they're a real badass. They literally shot a man in the first five chapters. And I just know that the fandom will be full of people patronizing them and treating them like a child that needs their mother.

i think what’s on a person’s nightstand is very telling so reblog this and put in the tags the things you have on your nightstand

a bottom-tier autistic experience is being told throughout your entire childhood that you are just an overthinker when it comes to social situations and later finding out that your friends did, in fact, hate being around you and tried to communicate that through weird little hints