Having People Accept And Accommodate My Autism Is The Best Feeling. I Love Finding A Quiet Corner To

Today is the day, the day we’ve all been waiting for.

Today

We descend into

🔥THE VULTURE DIMENSION 🔥

If I get stressed during my exam today, I will simply to the wenis and be reminded that I am a genius that knows it in advance

Straight British Kristen Applebees is my new favorite character. I am in love with her. Unfortunately for me, she is straight.

I did mostly have nightmares last night but I also dreamt of a Psych - Leverage crossover where they were also Scooby Doo. They were chasing various mythical monsters through the suburbs. I cannot tell you how it ended because I woke up. Shawn was Freddie

i keep thinking about how rfk said that autistic people "will never write a poem." i keep thinking about that, about if humanity is calculated on the back of old verse. how far we measure personhood is in baseball and stanza breaks.

i keep thinking - i have over 7k poems on here alone. language can be a special interest, after all. did you know the word autism comes almost direct from the greek word autos, meaning "self"? self-ism.

maybe he is right - i haven't really played baseball. i was a ballet dancer instead. and besides - my sister once accidentally hit me in the face with an aluminum bat. i'm not sure if the injury gives me half points. am i only a person in the dugout? hand in a mitt? swinging?

does softball count? does cricket? am i a person if i throw the ball to my dog. am i a person as long as the ball is in the air, or do i stop being a person as it rolls into the bushes. i took my girlfriend to fenway recently; was i a person in the sun, with my hands up, with the game laid out at my feet in a diamond. i felt like a person, but that was back in the summer, and i often feel my most person-like then.

am i more of a person because of the sheer number of things i've written? does quality matter, or is it quantity? i used to write entire books every summer in high school - i wasn't doing well. i felt the least like-a-person back then. but then - does any person feel human in high school?

in the library, ink on my skin, i feel personhood shutter at the edges of myself. actually, writing feels blissfully like not being myself. it feels birdlike; escaping into creation so my body dissolves and i survive only by muscle memory. i am not there, i am writing.

but who can deny the falconlike focus of warsan shire, the tenderness of mary oliver, the sheer skill of amanda gorman. those are poets. they are certainly human. you could line them up with the way their words have influenced us and measure their literary shadows like wings.

perhaps it was very assumptive of me to want to be a poet rather than "a [ label ] poet." i wanted the work to fill itself in, rather than be stained by what i am. i do not write in despite of my neurodivergence, i am just neurodivergent and writing.

does the poem have to be in english or can i send it through my palms into the coat of my dog. does the poem have to make sense. does the poem have to love you back.

if i break a glass, will the poem appear naturally? or is the act of breaking the glass human-enough. the shards of my life glittering out beneath me - do i have to write the poem, or is it self-evident in the pile of glass splinters? i cannot grasp this world the way other people can. regardless, i endeavor to touch - even the mess - very gently.

i broke my toenail against my coffee table recently. i released a bug outdoors. i made coffee. i walked my dog.

i didn't write a poem about any of these things.

something else, then. existing without humanity.

Don’t understand how John Green could write something like “I’m stressed about work, even though my work is absurdly inessential.”

There’s a reason I return again and again to all of his work. I deeply feel that my life has been saved with the hope and wonder and joy he has given me. Art is not a luxury. It’s a necessity.

I knew I was nerdy.

I didn’t know I’m “play dnd for 5 hours and then get into a conversation about Brandon Sanderson where I, with complete sincerity, say the words, ‘my favorite punctuation mark is an em dash, closely followed by a semicolon’ and then my friends get mad about that opinion” nerdy

Calling myself a dyke helped me accept that I’m a lesbian. It was a way for me to face the fact that I am everything I was taught as a child not to be; I am everything I was taught that’s wrong. “So what if I am that?” is exactly right.

christ i'm actually seeing people insist that dyke is not a slur now as if that's a necessary justification for wlw to be able to say it? why are people so fucking terrified of what reclamation actually means? the point isn't to make a weapon used against you so meaningless that target feels safe to sell it back to you on a shirt, it is transgressive and shocking to say "so what if i am that? i am the words that have been the last thing people have fucking heard before being bashed". don't insert yourself into a words history and then deny its weaponization, WIELD IT against your oppressors!!

Green Day releasing an album like "FOR THE LAST FUCKING TIME! WE HATE AMERICA AND WE ARE BISEXUAL!"