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fucking THIS

What people think Executive Dysfunction is like:

Me: I don't wanna clean my room. It's boring, so I'm just not going to.

What Executive Dysfunction is actually like:

Me: All I want in the entire world is to drink this ice tea that is physically right next me. Will you please coordinate the muscles necessary to bring it to my face?

My Brain: HEE-HOO [banjo music playing]

Me: Ok but-

My Brain: [banjo music intensifies]

the worst part about father mulcahy is that he'll never know how much i love him

When I prayed I didn't think God would listen. Now she is taken from My dreams. Damn. Where do I call to rectify this?

I dream of you every night.

Every morning I lose you.

Everyday I pray to God—Either stop her from invading my dreams or don't wake me up.

Angel: Was pretty sure you'd sleep in and forget to meet me this morning, Whiskers.

Husk: *side eyeing* Wouldn't have forgotten if I was sleeping with you

Angel: But look at this--

Angel:*coughing wheezing dying again under his breath*-jesus-

Angel: But look at this outfit--

male artists who draw every woman/slightly femme looking person with the same yassified disney elsa face while having the decency to draw men in different and interesting ways are not seeing the light of heaven. btw

Welcome to the official Autism Swag Summit 2023!

This is heavily inspired by the other Official Tumblr Competition polls, notably @nonbiney-swag-competition

This will be a bracketed competition between Tumblr's most beloved characters, to determine the true King Of Autism

Staffed and organized by just 1 person, you may call me Mod Vinegaroon (they/them please!)

Remember to check out our sister account @autismswagreblogs for artwork and propaganda!

Semifinals have concluded! Stay tuned for the Finals on Saturday, March 18th

Wheel of Doom has officially concluded! Congratulations to Donatello for making it to the Grand Finals!

Am I The Only One Wondering

When can I meet James Wilson and talk him into fucking me until I can't walk while Alexs listen? Like when will god reward me with this gift like just somewhere in a random room at the Cow Chop studio!!

Someone quick give me an au of obi-wan surviving A New Hope and hopping on the falcon to see Leia again because after to "will I ever see you again?" Line I need it. Desperately. Let me be happy.

imagine we get a hw backstory for f&c season 2

1947 pakistan attacked first

1965 pakistan attacked first

1971 pakistan attacked first

1999 pakistan attacked first

2001 terrorist attack by pakistan

2006 terrorist attack by pakistan

2008 11/26 terrorist attack by pakistan

2016 terrorist attack by pakistan

2019 terrorist attack by pakistan

2025 terrorist attack by pakistan

yet the cries for peace and humanity only echo when India retaliates.

the world weeps when terrorist camps are reduced to dust—but stayed silent when our people were turned to ashes. was our blood not red enough to stain headlines? did it not matter, just because it flowed quietly through classrooms and prayer halls in Poonch? where was the outrage when bombs fell on unaware children in response to us shelling their terrorists? when prayers were silenced mid-sentence in Gurudwara?

was peace not a global concern then?

was humanity not an international concern when our unarmed citizens were hunted down and killed right in front of their family—mercilessly shot in the name of religion—when all they wanted was to enjoy a vacation with their families in the hills of Pahalgam?

do only terrorists deserve mercy? not the child clutching his dead father’s shirt? not the mother who still sets a plate for the son who’ll never come home?

why does the world stay silent when we mourn, but raise its voice when we defend?

do the hands that carry weapons of hate deserve more compassion than the hands that held their daughter’s as they died?

When you realise you have fallen for the bad guy with daddy issues who wants to redeem himself....AGAIN. 😮‍💨😤

oh myyy gooodddd…….

wesker commission 😇

so I got into grad school today with my shitty 2.8 gpa and the moral of the story is reblog those good luck posts for the love of god