This Is What Husk Sees When Crymini Goes To Tell Him She Threw Up

This is what Husk sees when Crymini goes to tell him she threw up

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Say ot louder for the people on the back.

“You shouldn’t self-ID as ADHD/autistic, you’re turning a very real mental condition into a trend” Ok then stop saying delulu. Stop speculating on which cluster C personality disorder the criminals you hear about on the news have. Stop saying “schizoposting” and “acoustic” and “is it restarted?” Stop using “psycopath” and “sociopath” as catch-all ways of calling someone a bad person. Stop saying “the intrusive thoughts won” when you bleach your hair and then turn your nose up at people who suffer from very real, very scary urges of physical/sexual violence. Stop saying “I’m so OCD” as a way of calling yourself neat. Stop treating BPD/ASPD/Bipolar as inherently abusive. Stop saying “OP I am living in your walls” without tagging for unreality. Stop diagnosing complete strangers you’ve never met on r/AITA with NPD.

You first. If you don’t want our disabilities to be treated like trends then stop belittling and minimising them. I’ll NEVER judge a person for trying find labels for their symptoms when an apathetic, racist, sexist, ableist healthcare system refuses to. But I will absolutely judge a hypocrite. Which a lot of you are

Listening to Hozier is all fun and games until he sings "I do not have wings, love, I never will" and suddenly you're ten years old again. Just a ten year old Catholic school girl terrified of hell and desperately trying to be good enough for heaven.

I'm trying to have an old baby blanket of mine remade/restored. I need to identify the fabrics so I can try and find at least something close to it. I know Tumblr has got to have some sort of user who is really good at identifying fabrics. This place has all sorts of autistics (/pos)

Here are pictures of the blanket from the front to back.

Listen I understand that Boris Pavilkovsky is a troubled kid and not a particularly good person, but I will never understand why Donna Tart felt the need to have him say the n-word. Explicitly. Multiple times. Never adressed.

Only they are allowed to parent me