going to someones blog and they have their pronouns listed as "dey/dem" and youre like "oh ok neopronouns i havent heard of before" but then you start scrolling through deir blog and dey exclusively post in an exaggerated mafia goon voice and now you're genuinely unsure if dey use they/them but spelled it funny as part of the bit or if dey use neopronouns which are an extension of the bit
picky eater fruits & veg life hack: as you begin to feed yourself & cook as an adult you can just do whatever the fuck you want with your food to expand your diet! like the taste of tomatoes but don't like the seeds? who says you can't de-seed them before you put them in a salad? bam, now you're eating tomatoes! only like your bananas unripe and cold? get the greenest bananas and pop them in the bottom fridge drawer! bam, now you're eating bananas! can't stand the inner skin of oranges? it might be a bit messy, but you can absolutely peel that off! kinda want to venture into trying new foods? have issues with specific textures? you spent your own money on those fruit and veg, you are free to do whatever you want with them! freeze them, blend them, fry them, mash them, eat them crispy, eat them mushy, cover them in hot sauce, cover them in whipped cream, mayo, dry chutney, cut them small, shred them, leave them whole, you can do literally whatever the fuck you want with your fruit and veg!
Also I've said this before but advertising is an industry that should be considered as pointless and harmful as fossil fuels.
"as harmful as fossil fuels? don't you think you're exaggerating a bit?" the world's largest and most sophisticated surveillance networks that gather incomprehensible amounts of personal data to make profits technological companies who are the largest corporations on the world and shapers of public opinion often for the worse, all do it for advertising.
Cut the head, just ban advertising.
I genuinely believe that there should be a basic human right not to be advertised to
happy autism awareness day to all the girls who had “ friends” growing up who were actually bullying them . to the girls who always sat alone in the grass and wondered why nobody wanted to talk . to the girls who spoke to animals like they were listening . to the girls who created a little world in their room . to the girls who always felt ashamed for how deeply they love things and how passionately they enjoyed media . to the girls who covered their ears when they were overwhelmed by everything . to the girls who carrying a special thing around to feel safe . to the girls who never understood what they did wrong to feel so lonely . to the girls who were diagnosed later in life because they weren’t little boys who liked trains. you are so special and beautiful and you’re not worse for it, you love deeply and that is so wonderful please never try to push that down . I LOVE YOU !!!!!
Somehow I ended up as a girl who was diagnosed later in life despite the fact that I was a little boy who liked trains.
The thing about "friends" who were actually bullying them is a little too real.
