want on my wall


I’m a very lucky guy. I have parents who support me, autistic traits and all. They always have loved listening to me infodump. They’ve listened to me talking about space, my lifelong special interest, for hours. They got me a 3D glow in the dark solar system that hangs from my ceiling when I was little (that I still have!), a light up moon for my wall, and all the books I wanted about it.

They still support my autistic traits, rather than trying to “correct” them. They let me stim however and whenever I like. They gave me ear defenders because I have a lot of issues with sound sensitivity. They try to help me understand social situations without making me conform (for example, by explaining that some people laugh at me, not with me, and they’re mean people that I don’t have to talk to). I’m very blessed.

anonymous asked:

I hope you are having a fantastic day, that anyone who sends you hate finds something slimy in their shoe with their bare foot, and you get to see someone flying a really cool kite. 🌈 You are a super queero, never forget that.

This is so pure I want to put it on my wall, thank you!

Monday 8:27am
I woke up with you on my mind.
You called me babe last night —
my heart is still pounding.

Tuesday 10:53pm
Today I realized we won’t work.
What we are is hurting her.
And I think she matters more to me than you do.

Wednesday 11:52pm
I broke things off with you today.
She barely said a word.
I’ve never regretted anything more than this.

Thursday 4:03pm
I shouldn’t have sent that message.
You shouldn’t have been so okay with receiving it.

Friday 9:57pm
I almost messaged you today.
I didn’t.

Saturday 8:49pm
I’m walking around town in search of alcohol.
They say that liquor numbs the pain of having a broken heart.
I want to put that to the test.

Sunday 2:32am
I heard you texted a girl you’ve never spoken to before.
I wonder if it’s because you’re trying to replace me.
I can’t help but wish you weren’t.
I thought I was irreplaceable.

—  a week with you on my mind, c.j.n.