One Of My Friend's Siblings Told Me That I Sound Like Michael Cera And I Took That To Heart.

Another day another "I was born after the year 2000, why do I have the back problems of a 78 year old man that had half his spine removed after getting mauled by a bear?"

it can be therapeutic to admit "actually my childhood was deeply fucking awful." not "my parents tried" or "there were good times too" or "I was lucky in certain ways" but solely to acknowledge "I went though some fucking messed up shit what the fuck was that about "

Spaghetti.

how is the kentucky derby not trending on here?? the horse with the lowest odds wins and immediately starts biting everything in its sight, that sounds like a tumblr legend to me

made a beginners guide for the twitter newbies hope this helps <3

Yep.

Jason: Oh my God, Tim, what is wrong with you?

Tim: Well, I'm autistic to start with-

Jason: That's not what I meant.

Dick: Damian’s autistic too.

Damian, squinting: What is an autistic and why am I it

Jason:

Tim:

Dick:

Damian: What

Dick: Did Bruce genuinely never get you diagnosed? Or explain why you're so much like him?

Damian: Diagnosed? I'm not ill. And I am like Father because I'm his son.

Tim: This. Explains so much

Damian: So much of what?

Jason, marveling: He's just like Bruce.

Dick: Buddy, we need to take you to a specialist.

Damian, stubbornly: I'm not ill.

Tim: I've got a powerpoint-

Dick, jabbing Tim in the stomach: Of course you're not ill! You're just different!

Jason: This is giving me flashbacks to when we got Dick his ADHD diagnosis.

Damian: What is an ADHD

Dick:

Dick: I give up. Tim, pull up your PowerPoint on autism. I trust you've got one on ADHD too?

Tim: Yeah. Anxiety and depression too, if we're counting all of our mental illnesses.

*Four hours later*

Damian: Father, I think you should seek professional help for your numerous mental health problems. Also I believe I should get screened for autism

You'd think I'd learn to not dip my hair in ramen broth after the first time.