Recently Old Men Have Been Haunting Me

New ask game:

Reblog if you want your followers to tell you what your trademark ™️ is. Like, what’s that thing that really identifies you.

I don't know what any of the heat measurements mean.

No in between. Reblog if you vote pleas

I did it like this

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ive found that partially treated mental illness can sometimes look to uninvolved onlookers like faked mental illness.

Shoutout to everyone who can't handle loud noises!

Seriously, though, what I love most about Pokémon is that the official explanation for why it’s okay that a bunch of children are running animal cage fights for money is because:

a. All living creatures in the Pokémon universe have a natural inclination to set up tournament brackets and engage in a series of staged one-on-one duels where nobody actually gets seriously hurt; and

b. Humans symbiotically contribute to this phenomenon by furnishing the infrastructure for Pokémon to organise themselves into stables and more effectively pursue martial glory.

Like, we are describing a universe where not only is a knowledge of and propensity toward the principles of professional wrestling genetically encoded in all beings, but humanity’s natural ecological niche is “wrestling promoter”.

It’s a beautiful thing.

The way most autism literature describes "literal interpretation" is often not at all similar to how I experience it. Teenage me even thought I couldn't be autistic because I've always been able to learn metaphors easily.

In fact, I love wordplay of all kinds. Teenage me was fascinated to learn all the types of figurative language there are in poetry and literature.

But paperwork and questionnaires are hard, because there's so much they don't state clearly. Or they don't leave room for enough nuance.

"List all the jobs you've had, with start and end dates." What if I don't remember the exact day or month? Is the year enough?

"Have you been suffering from blurred vision?" Well, if I take off my glasses the whole world is blurred, but I'm fairly sure that's not what the intake form at the optometrist is asking.

Or the infamous (and infuriatingly stereotypical) "Would you rather go to a library or a party?" What sort of party? Where? Who's there? I work at a library. Am I currently at the library for work or pleasure? Does it have a good collection?

It's not common figures of speech that confound me. It's ambiguity, in situations that aren't supposed to be ambiguous.

sometimes when I'm bored, I go through the list of recent bad faith Wikipedia edits that have since been reverted. a lot of them are politically contentious/offensive topics that attract crazies and trolls in general, but sometimes there are completely innocent inoffensive articles that people attack for no reason. some guy yesterday vandalized the article on the chemical element francium