Carrie Fisher Photographed By Douglas Kirkland In New York In 1980.

me: *sees a ghost* omg are you dead

the ghost: of corpse

me aged 13: I will kill myself and everyone around me if I get another maths homework sheet 🤬😡 [gothic music plays]

me now: haha I can purchase a new beverage at any time. tee hee [gothic music plays]

tired of working hard gonna watch goth kids getting yelled at talk show hosts in the 90s

don't forget to let your vampire alters stay up all night, lurk in the shadows, and drink cherry koolaid

One thing that I really don’t love about the online autism community is the way that some people in it like to push back against stereotypes by insisting that no autistic people actually fit these stereotypes ever, period, end of. I see things like “being in IT”, “liking geeky stuff” and stimming in more stigmatized ways (ie. rocking and hand flapping) harped on a lot.

As an autistic programmer who stims by rocking when particularly overwhelmed and enjoys stereotypically geeky things, this is incredibly othering.

“Stereotypical” autistic people aren’t the problem: NTs making broad assumptions about all autistic people are.

Carrie Fisher—trashed—in 1978.

the beautiful thing about ADHD is it can take you down many paths. within minutes you might go from checking if there's any holidays soon to discovering a national holiday to raise awareness for a little known disease and then suddenly you're spending your morning down a wikipedia rabbithole and you're rapidly experiencing the joys of learning and connecting the pieces of the universe together and entering a higher state of enlightened being. or at least having fun.

the horrible thing about ADHD is all that's nothing but a useless distraction from your REAL purpose in life: being a capitalist drone

whenever i go to the grocery store i try to always line up at the goth girl cashier's counter. don't let this minimum wage job ruin your sparkle queen