Lisa

(25) she/her. queer

[rose-toner]

“Je suis nostalgique d'une vie que je n'ai pas connu”

— “I’m nostalgic for a life that I have never known.” (via thecityofdreaming)

[shadowseductress]

adding geologist to my resume after hitting rock bottom

[bewbin]

you were born in 2006? what are you? a Honda Civic?

[2006-honda-civic]

can i fucking help you?

[cipheramnesia]

I sure hope so, I need to get to 3rd and Broadway in fifteen minutes, step on it.

[mylonelyangel7]

oh so when vampires have heightened sensory awareness it’s cool, but when I have it it’s ‘autism’

[iisl-a]

A double standard if I've EVER seen it

[mothmanmagicalboy]

no sorry i dont really use instagram, i can contact you via ouija board, spirit box, fluctuations in temperature, flickering lights, and certain rituals. i am also on tumblr.

[remanencedecay]

[maxillo]

shoutout to autistic people who have memory issues and can't remember many things about your special interests. you don't need to be able to remember things for the interests to be valid or important to you! if you enjoy them that's what matters

[bipolarmango]

My doctor and therapist: now with this autism + ADHD diagnosis you need to learn to unmask because masking all the time will make you burn out again and feel like shit

Other people: well it's just interesting how after getting the diagnosis you suddenly start behaving like that I mean I'm not saying you're faking it's just funny how you suddenly cannot be normal like you were before

[snakeautistic]

People underestimate how much it fucks you up to be subtly excluded as a kid. I would try to talk to my classmates and be met with disinterest or annoyance. The one friend I had, who I clung to and nodded along to his every word, had other friends he liked just as much or more. And his other friends didn’t care for me at all.

I look back at pictures from the time and see how separated I was from them. I remember knowing I was different. I remember posing questions about the world to the girls playing next to me and realizing that they had never asked the same ones to themselves. That the ways we thought couldn’t be more different.

I kept myself amused with my own fanatical stories and musings in my head. I would wander the playground on a circular path, imagining a friend and being sorely disappointed when it didn’t feel as real as I’d hoped.

There was a bubble separating me from everyone else, thin, and nearly invisible, but with a pearly sheen you could catch under the right conditions. I knew it was there, they knew it was there, and it changed me

[typiing-deactivated20240430]

i’m like “i don’t give a fuck” & then have an anxiety attack

[kristina100000]

gently pressing your head against your lover’s back while they cut vegetables, your lover sitting on the kitchen counter while you talk about your day at work and wait for the water to boil, giving them little pecks while they stir the vegetables, eating the food together, washing the dishes together… you know what i mean

[dominant-dominion]

“you’re so quiet” bro it's literally so loud in my brain.

[bowserwife]

Going to bed with a sleepy girl is so dangerous bc you will wake up and she'll still be asleep and you're like ahhh she looks so pretty I can stay here a few more minutes and then she opens her gorgeous eyes that sparkle in the morning sunlight and looks at you and says "good morning" in the sweetest little voice you've ever heard and snuggles up on your chest and then you're TRAPPED forever

[summer-bee]

[vampiredaze]

the chaotic urge to slip “good girl” into a casual conversation just to watch your reaction.

[4ng3l-fr3ak]

I need to have hot crazy sex with a girl and then do cute domestic things like cook dinner together while dancing in the kitchen.

[paintingispoetry]

James Sant, "Courage, Anxiety and Despair: Watching the Battle", ca. 1850