Going on a family vacation as an autistic person is hell. No I do not want to wake up at 10 am and spend the whole day in the sun drinking beer with uncle Todd. I don’t care if you think it’s embarrassing that I refuse to go out to dinner with all 10 of my cousins and drive them home when they get drunk. I will go down to the beach in the middle of the night while fully clothed and chase the crabs around in the dark and I will enjoy it.
man ive been watching videos of sheep getting shorn all night. makes me wanna be a sheep, getting man handled by a farmer who loves me, emerging from my cocoon of wool a totally new being. prancing around the barnyard so free, no longer weighed down by winter. i have clinical depression
it’s posta like these that so encapsulate the spirit of tumblr while making it impossible to explain tumblr to my mom
