What she means:
I am going to have to sit in the theater and watch as Lightning McQueen gets in the most horrific crash of his life. I am going to have to watch as he flips through the air uncontrollably, on fire, with pieces of his body being torn off as he smashes into the ground. I am going to have to watch as he gets torn apart on the racetrack and slams into the wall. I am going to have to watch as all of his friends and family watch this happen in horrified silence and are powerless to do anything. I am going to have to watch as Lightning gets ripped apart in the most terrifying and life-threatening event of his entire career. I am going to have to watch all of this knowing that he fears crashes. I am going to have to watch all of this knowing that he fears crashes AND that he can feel every. single. second of it. No I am not crying.
Hey guys! Just to let you know, life just happened and thus explains my hiatus on social media again. Shown here were my dailies last week. Now I will rely on my bujo sidekick (a midori passport size I recently got from a destash sale) for daily tasks and lists, since the renovation project is still ongoing and I am nowhere near my desk in the next couple of weeks. I hope you have a nice week ahead! 😊
when laura said “daddy” my entire world fell apart. my grades dropped. the sun disappeared. the light left my eyes and my soul plunged from my body into the deep dark nothingness of nowhere. i am dead.
i know three things about juno steel’s business cards and that is that they say “Private Eye” on them, they are on very nice cardstock, and he has never fuckign given one to anyone because literally everyone he meets already knows wh o he is
Derek finds Will on a beach in Maine, just as the sun is
beginning to set, and when he gets out of his car, he’s struck once again with
how fuckingbeautiful Will looks.
The orange glow the sunset is casting makes his hair look
almost gold, matching the dark yellow of the flannel he was wearing (and with a
jolt, Derek realizes that the flannel is his,
one he hadn’t seen in ages, just a little big on Will).
Will’s sweats are rolled up to his knees, sand flecked up
his shins and covering his feet, and he looks more loose and at home than Derek
has seen him in a long while, and he’s almost sure if he could see Will’s face,
there would be a small smile on his face as he looks out on the water.
But then again, Derek can never be sure of what Will’s
thinking, even after all these years.
someone on this website: *makes a positivity post for women*
everyone: ok but suddenly… out of nowhere i am getting the urge to remind everyone that not all women are good. especially lesbians. in fact the real victims here are men. wow i just got the random sudden urge to say this
1) I am autistic. There is nowhere that I end and autism begins.
2) Ordinary sights, sounds or touches may be difficult or painful for me. Please be understanding if I ask you to turn the volume down, turn the light off, or not to touch me without warning.
3) If I didn’t catch what you said, it may not be because I’m not listening. I sometimes have trouble processing spoken language, especially when there is background noise.
4) I like routines because I know what to expect. It’s best to not spring surprises on me.
5) Don’t ask me, “Everybody else can do X, so why can’t you?” I am not like “everybody else.” I may not even be like other autistic people.
6) I may have difficulty asking for what I need due to difficulties getting the words out or even just due to anxiety. I don’t mind if you ask me if I need something; just don’t do it every five minutes.
7) I learn better when I can learn MY way. Most people do, even those who aren’t autistic.
8) Just because I’m not making eye contact doesn’t mean I’m not paying attention.
9) Just because I’m autistic doesn’t mean I don’t want to have friends. However, I’m an introvert, and I need time alone to recharge.
10) Ask me about my special interest, but be prepared for a monologue.