in a fundamentally flawed society, i'm a firm believer of persevering kindness; on a stranger's gentle offer of a hand when you fall down, an old lady's compliment, sharing a snack, on lifting each other up and refusing to let love fade away, one kind act a day

I couldn't.

🎶 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘧𝘭𝘺, 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘓𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘵 𝘐 𝘤𝘢𝘯 𝘴𝘢𝘺, 𝘐 𝘨𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘧𝘭𝘺, 𝘰𝘳 𝘪𝘧 𝘐 𝘧𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘐'𝘮 𝘰𝘯 𝘮𝘺 𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝐈'𝐦 𝐨𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐰𝐚𝐲~ 🎶

"The 'yeast' I could do." She's laughing herself to pieces. Might be a short in the system. Worth it.

Gonna be going around Miguel O'Hara. and Peter B. Parker's office. These are getting slapped on EVERYTHING! Also! Got me a Sharpie. Drawing mustaches, silly faces, and genitals on the Big Lad's face. Why?

Aww, shite. There they go, being all cute and domestic and noise. Should I feel bad for defacing their stuff? Most definitely. Do I, though? Eh.... nah.

" confidence, mate. the subtle art of knowing exactly who you are at all times. you're pretty much there already, yeah? " 🌻👑

Autistics and ADHDers may sometimes hyperfixate on our anxieties if our brains crave stimulation. This can quickly lead to overwhelming and debilitating negative thinking spirals and emotional dysregulation. When this happens, hyperfixating on things that uplift us may help us.

"Chocolatey fudged! No something I expected to hear about such a handsome machine, but I like it!" There's a poster girl for a steampunk convention casually walking overtop his invention. "Auch, could spend all day licking this deliciousness right off me fingers! Well done!"

Oi! For those who need to hear it, this is fine, too! You're worth the wait, luv.

Some of my Autistic contradictions: - Questions many things, but takes a lot of things at face value. - Direct, but prone to tangents. - Naturally sarcastic, but can struggle to notice others’ sarcasm. - Can be skeptical, but likes to give people the benefit of the doubt.

It's a ghost. It's a dream. No! It's a firebird on a nearby rooftop playing rockin' harmony on a different set of strings.

[ INCIDENT REPORT ] It was a hundred and fifty feet over the floating city of Baru Bandar that Peter finally reflected on his situation, just as he hit terminal velocity. Mentions: Miguel O'Hara. @AGingerJackpot docs.google.com/document/d/1tY…

Little Sister is smelting gold alloy in the forge; Old Mother is gathering up the broken porcelain pieces. My Sisters and the Master are banning me from crossing the River. I am not Me. At the moment. I'm shattered to the bone and being. We're all working so hard to fix me.

Never meant for that to happen. Certainly wasn't ever me intention. S I G H But there's that thing folx say about good intentions & the road to Hell... And yer old friend does a bang up job in construction.