Autism Mood: I Understand Logically That What You Just Said Was Metaphor/hyperbole/sarcam/otherwise Unserious,

I kinda want to let some crazy crunchy granola health guru try to "fix" me, just to see if it'll work. Just be their project for like, a year or two. It would be a fun experiment, I think.

Just took the last ginger ale. Might get skanked in the middle of the night, worth it thi.

Getting up in the middle of the night to drink the coldest glass of water I can make through a metal straw so quickly the ice doesn't even begin to melt.

I always kind of feel obligated to respect my siblings' friends, but that means that if one of them sys something shitty, instead of just being like "oh ew I don't like you," as I would with most people, I instead yeet myself away from them with all of the strength in my body. Like, sorry dude, you got points at first for getting close to my siblings (which isn't easy!), but now that means I take your shittiness as a personal betrayal, and I hate the fact that you interact with anyone in my family.

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Highly recommend creating a discord server exclusively to talk to yourself

My mom and her boyfriend call each other Beren and Luthien. She also calls him her bear. Istg their relationship is gonna make me cry.

what she says: i'm fine

what she means: j.r.r. tolkien based luthien the fair, THE most beautiful, wonderful, brave, amazing, loved woman middle earth had supposedly ever seen and ever will see, on his wife, edith. dark-haired, gray-eyed edith, who just looked like a person. a regular person. she was a regular person, not a deathless elf maiden, but to tolkien, she was the most beautiful woman in the world. and she was, because he loved her. his love made her beautiful. he wrote to his son after she died "but the story has gone crooked, & I am left, and I cannot plead before the inexorable Mandos." grief is the price of love. anything that is loved is beautiful.

(I bring a sort of “Everyone has inherent worth regardless of their productivity” Vibe to every conversation that ableists don’t really seem to like)

As a person who has primarily lived in very low population areas, I find it hilarious when people are scared of outdoors noises because... that's exactly how I feel about city noises. Wdym the weird noises from the badlands are scary? Have you heard your own habitat? Giant fucking diesel trucks rumbling right past your window and you give zero shits. Nah, give me back the screeching mountain lions any day.

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