😂😂 explains my whole life...
I’m out of canvas boards. I think to myself.
Then follows a long, elaborate planning process. If I leave work by 6, I can rush to the art store on the way back, and still be home on time. The entire day is spent in a jittery excitement of getting my hands on those damn canvases.
It’s 6:05. I’m at the art store. Soaking in the beauty of my surroundings. I look at the canvases, and if someone observed closely, they would see me drooling. I resist picking up the largest one available, and modestly pick up what I had come for. Eight by tens. Yup, those are the ones I need. How many, you ask? As many as they’ve got in the store.
And then as I casually walk towards the billing counter, I can’t help but notice (because I’m seeking it out) the paint aisle. Didn’t I use up all my white paint!? I don’t recollect, but decide that I have, and pick up a tube. What about texture white? Yup, picked a jar. Oooh would you look at that beautiful turquoise? In the shopping basket.
As I decide that it’s time to leave, I remember that there are only a few blank pages in my travel sketchbook. Walking towards the sketchbook aisle is like opening a can of worms. I know what’s gonna happen, and yet I can’t resist it. Gotta pick up a tiny sketchbook that can fit into all of my purses. So, what do I do? I pick up an A3 watercolour block. Perfect. Oh would you look at that charcoal!? I think to myself, having never used charcoal successfully. I will now. Of course I will.
Three brushes, a painting palette and a set of pastels later, there I am, standing at the billing counter. My eyes glace at a beautiful display of writing pencils. These would be a perfect addition to the seven hundred pencils I already have. Forty five minutes later, I walk out with my bags heavier, my wallet lighter, and I’m smiling. Perfect.
Me on the weekly 🤧
chest over knees gotta be the best position to stop the cramps
autism thing where i have to watch youtubers i generally agree with react to every drama or apology ever (multiple sources) because someone can make the worst, most manipulative and dishonest apology video, and i will watch it and go "yeah okay :3"
i just cannot detect it like at all. i will not notice anything is wrong. & then the youtuber reacting is like "look how awful that was look at all of these bad things they did in it" and every time i'm like holy shit man you're so right actually i did not see
have to be super careful about where i get my news bc i know i'm so easily influenced bc i miss out on this stuff. & i'm tired of ppl talking down on people who don't pick up on this on their own. it's not my fault. i try to educate myself by watching other ppl talk about it but if i make a mistake please just educate me don't assume i'm evil?
I hate the idea that I have to be good and well-behaved bc I'm disabled. I'm an evil little guy who exists to cause mischief in a redneck town
Just because you’ve been struggling for so long, longer than people think you should be, that doesn’t mean you are faking it
Just because people don’t understand that there are good days and bad days, that doesn’t mean you are faking it.
Just because even you are doubting yourself and your body, that doesn’t mean you are faking it.
Just because you’ve been in pain for so long you don’t remember what life was like before pain, that doesn’t mean you are faking it
Just because there are days you feel like you don’t even need the cocktail of medicine you take every day and night, that doesn’t mean you are faking it.
Just because people with the same condition have worse symptoms than you, that doesn’t mean you are faking it.
Just because your symptoms are unpredictable, that doesn’t mean you are faking it.
YOU. ARE. NOT. FAKING. IT
YOU. ARE. NOT. AN. IMPOSTER
— May 24, 1913 / Franz Kafka diaries
•A new character comes along
•A new event happens
•A new idea is introduced
•The setting changes
•A new person is speaking
•Time moves forward or backwards a lot
•The “camera” moves
sure there’s a ramp, but is it steep? is there a curb at the top? is the ground uneven? do i need a key for the elevator? are the aisles and doorways wide enough? do i have room to turn? is there furniture and clutter in my way? is the carpet difficult to wheel on? can i open the doors myself?
accessibility to wheelchairs is more than just a ramp.
I go by Bisho. I'm chronically ill, Autistic, and Physically Disabled. I love Horror Games and Kirby so much. I suck at social interactions online and in person.
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