Kill bigots, throw bigots into dumpsters, roundhouse kick a bigot into a electric pole, curb stomp bigots, judo throw bigots into a lawnmower, total bigot annihilation nation

I did it, I dead-doved myself in the ADHD community I was a part of 🕊🥀⚰️ The horrors of gentle educating by a fellow community-member 😱🚩 The villainy of sandwiching every basic statement of fact with charitable acknowledgements to make the delivery more ingestible 😈😈 The evilness of hand-holding statements that presume the best in people so as not to make them immediately defensive ☣️👹 the audacity to cite lived experience 🤢🤮 someone jail me before my evil words result in the decimation of an entire community!! 🗣💣💥 this is SERIOUS business and a threat to ALL mankind!! 🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️🏴‍☠️

im literally weeping I LOVE HIM! i would take a bullet for my boyfriend 🥰😍😍😍

AND IT PAYS REALLY WELL IM GUNA USE ALL OF THE MONEY FOR MY SPECIAL INTERESTS IM NOT SAVING A DIME 🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉🎉

My autistic brain is raging when i am called by cis guys with he/him pronouns replying to my comments where I USE FEMALE PRONOUNS

I need explanation why am I treated like that. I am in pure rage

I took some advice from my friend on Discord to polish the finer details, and I still don’t think I’m quite done with it.

The other three drafts, as well as the original comment for the image, will be in the comments

It turns out that I don’t like (some) dogs. Err, being around them I guess. I haven’t really felt like I can talk about this because dogs are very fetishized and I think if I say that then people will get defensive and say that my vibes are sinister. No, I don’t think dogs are evil, bad people; I simply don’t like being around them sometimes. I think it’s for autism and PTSD reasons. The barks send me into a panic. They’ll be lying there fully still, and then RARARA without warning. If the barking persists, it takes my brain offline and I feel like radio static and Bad. I hate the licking. It feels like a nightmare. They don’t understand personal space. They Zerg rush me with total sensory overload. Developing these feelings sent me down a rabbit hole and I guess dog attacks and hospitalizations from them are way more common than I had realized. I went to an event recently where 3 people were bit by a dog, like hospital bad.

I’m in a situation where I live with dogs that I don’t like. Err, don’t like being around. They lick and bark all the time, at any time. I think it’s less likely here, but I feel like I have to phrase things a certain way or people will accuse me of things. I think it’s ridiculous to think that I’m saying “I think these dogs are immoral people” but I hear that kind of sentiment a lot. This is a rant but also does anybody have any advice? The thing I’d like to most figure out how to cope with is the persistent barking. I can’t afford noise canceling headphones, but I think that might be the solution unfortunately.

okay for context ESSA stands for Emotional Support Stuffed Animal and is basically a stuffed animal [ or plushie! ] that helps you with your emotional needs [ eg. depression, anxiety, etc etc ] and to my knowledge the ESSA community is overwhelmingly autistic/otherwise neurodivergent . are there any other Evil Autismers that have an ESSA... or am I alone in this cruel world....

Idk I am extremely obsessed with Finland and being finnish some people think me for a nationalistic nutjob but I just love my nation to bits and love reading about anything relating to the country I live in.

I drew a NSFW drawing and I like it so much but y’know, can’t really show it except in NSFW spaces which don’t get that much attention or interaction. Also trying to keep this account SFW as much as possible. It kinda peak tho, my rendering is really nice.

I feel like my best drawings are usually NSFW, they’re way more dynamic and well, the conveyed emotion is pretty obvious lol. I’m fine with that kinda? I just don’t get that much attention for this but maybe that’s fine and I can just be happy with the few people that see it and appreciate it.

I mean, I TRIED to understand things. I've spent my life being called names. I'm tired, boss

!!I DON’T WANT ADVICE OR REASONS YOU THINK HE DID IT, I JUST WANT SOME COMMISERATION!! I am safe and not suicidal!!

He didn’t say it as such, but that’s what I think has happened. He said to me that he was hit with the question in his mind of “I don’t know if I love you the same way you love me,” and that we’re at different points in our lives. I helped lift him up out from rock bottom and got him back on his feet, and just as I was starting to become more independent, getting my license, getting a part-time job, and not needing him as much, then he just dropped it on me at the very end of a very nice, normal day. 7.5 years down the drain, and he didn’t even give me or us a chance. Said he felt it wasn’t fair to me, but I think it’s even less fair to not talk to me about it and discern if it was just a lost spark or a total lost cause.

I’m 31 and feel like my life is over, I have to move back in with my low key ableist parents who still treat me like a child. I am self-employed but don’t make enough to live on my own. I am back in my home town with no friends and I have to show my face around people I went to high school with. I organized so much of my life and future around him that now I just feel completely aimless. Anything that came our way would’ve been okay because we would’ve had each other. We were making the finances work, but now I am just back at square one with a dead end degree (thanks anthropology), having moved away from all of my friends and connections, I just feel like I have nothing.

I am so close with his mother and sister and our friends I met through him, and they keep telling me that they aren’t going anywhere and they’re here to support me, but all I see in them is everything that reminds me of him. Everything about everything reminds me of him. Everything I enjoy I want to share with him. I didn’t get any physical affection from anyone but him and I hate being touched by other people. I just want to scream and rage and collapse into his arms all at the same time. He wants to stay friends and tells me I am still his favorite person on earth, and he’s being so supportive and caring but it is infuriating because those are the reasons I love him so much.

Everyone keeps telling me the same things. That I’ll start to feel better soon, that I will adjust to this new normal, that you never know what the future holds, that I need to focus on getting myself on my own two feet, but all I want and need in this moment is him. They keep saying maybe he wasn’t the one if he couldn’t return the same love I had for him, but we had it before! He said he started to feel it less and less the past few months while we were under the extra financial stress. He was absolutely perfect for me and I cannot express how much my whole body and soul feel like they’re being ripped in two at the sound of hearing the absolute love of my life say “I don’t think you’re the one for me.”

I keep on thinking to myself “we’re not fucking dead, why aren’t we at least trying? Why not just take a break and regroup? Why so sudden and why not just talk to me about it first?” It just all seems so rash and I hope the next few days apart from each other really make him reconsider the circumstances, but I really just can’t hold onto hope right now. I keep on thinking “I need to get myself right” but I can’t shake this nagging hope that I’ll get more self sufficient and we’ll be able to revisit us in the future. Hope is what is going to string me along. It is what is going to make me only further disappointed in the future if things don’t work out.

I just get House in Nebraska by Ethel Cain so much more now. The feeling of wishing I could’ve just died his partner instead of living without him.

This thing, where some people have not developed their brains beyond the age of 3, and are therefore unable to process negatives!
Me: I can do any day, except Friday.
Them: *Big thinking noise* How about Friday?
The only thing they processed was "Friday".
Do I really have to speak to NTs like they are toddlers or dogs, because they cannot comprehend a "not" in a sentence? TT_TT

I went to All In and got to watch the WHOLE THING and I was so delighted

all the matches were amazing and honestly I didn't even feel that exhausted after 6 hours

Hanging out with a small group of people. 3 of them are my friends and 2 of them are friends of friends.

This friend of a friend is a guy I'vemet several times and I thought we were on friendly terms with one another. His close friend is my best friend too.

So, imagine this: we are hanging out and eating inside my friend's house. He talks about his birthday party, how awesome it'll be, what desserts there will be etc

And Every Single Person BUT me is explicitly asked what they want to eat at his totally aweaomesauce birthday party EXCEPT for me.

I was sitting RIGHT there. Trying to contribute to the conversation. Am sorry but why tf would you clearly talk about your birthday party in front of me, while I was sitting next to you, a party am sooo obv not invited to.

The other day I was asked what my favourite colour was. I responded with “red”. Apparently this was something that doesn’t make sense at all to the people who asked me because I don’t own any personal items that are red.

I don’t own any red clothes as this would make me a walking warning sign and I cannot warn people of my evil presence lest my ability for evil scheming be hindered by people’s awareness of my existence.

The most red thing I own is my red and black pc monitor.

Actually that is a lie. My most red thing is my smart led bulb that I turn red almost every evening to paint my evil autism liar entirely red each night. This allows me to scheme in the night without affecting my evil sleep schedule - I let my evil interests do that 😈