You Ever Feel Like You Were Born With Something Rotten Inside You And If People Get Close Enough They’re

one thing you need to know about me is that i am constantly having insane galaxy genius ancient greek philosopher level thoughts about everything ever all the time but before leaving my mouth they get filtered through seven layers of autism and come out sounding like a youtube comment made by a nine year old

probably for the best Kotu as a Toa would've been an absolute menace

Stop Doing Borders

finding out your friend has a new name/gender is so hype. Like yess give us the patch notes

butch women are very, very attractive. without examples of straight guys acknowledging this truth, boy me always felt like i was creeping on lesbians for feeling this way. gender going not-boy helps, but only somewhat. i don't know where i'm going with this but i guess my point is big agree. encourage butch appreciation, whatever form it takes.

i do think there should be more stories and shows and stuff about guys falling in love with butch women actually, i think that’d be a good thing. and not ‘this is as butch as twitter can handle’, i mean butch as can fucking be without apology, and making those boys weak in the knees about it. i think it’s great actually to have f/m romances that exist to break gender norms, too. i think it sucks that the only mainstream het romances that exist are either about women who are already feminine or with women who are just a little too scarily masculine and have to be fixed into being girlier. that’s shit.

POV: mister Devon Price, PhD, telling me that I am right about everything

Source: Unmasking Autism, discovering the new faces of neurodiversity

IN A WORLD WHERE BEAUTY AND ATTRACTIVENESS HAVE BECOME SO COMMONPLACE AND MUNDANE THE EXCEPTIONAL UGLINESS HAS BECOME DIVINE

Man accidentally reinvents Bionicle.

This came across my youtube and I think it fits Secily, end of thought process.

My nook's cramps have worsened since the murder of my matesprit. Corporate is doing nothing, and my boss says that my detective skills, however brilliant, have no place near this investigation. I have always been a woman who puts her job before her personal life, but what about personal death? My obsession with my job nearly cost me my kismesissitude, and now my obsession with my matesprit's death may cost me my job. I failed my matesprit in life, I will do her justice in death. Who am I? I'm Secily Iopara, and this is my story...