Let's Cross No-Man's Land With Mama

A (mostly accurate) recreation of the J7W1.

"An anxiety inducing, cult-like monolith to easily accesible gasoline and food."

-Me after walking out of my first buc-ees.

I hate how often some (typically abled) people will go “well, if you can’t [get a specific support], then what?” when it comes to disabilities. As if it’s a “gotcha” moment. And then act like you’re exaggerating when you answer that question honestly.

Disabled people often die from a lack of support. A lot of disability aids are not a luxury, but a basic need in order to live.

“Well what happens if—” people die. People hurt themselves. People hurt others. Disabled people don’t magically become abled if our needs aren’t met.

If a bedbound quadriplegic is caught in a housefire, and there’s nobody there to save them, they’ll probably die. They won’t magically become able-bodied out of sheer will.

If a nonspeaking/nonverbal autistic is denied access to alternative methods of communication, they’ll suffer in silence. They won’t spontaneously become capable of speech.

Disabled people are disabled all the time. Our disabilities don’t go away just because they’re inconvenient, or if we’re in danger.

reblog to blow up a transphobe

Every now and then I remember that during ww2 Poles had a fucking bear in the military and my day immediately becomes better

we stan corporal Wojtek

eyes. less annoying to draw than I thought

hes off centre and the scale is weird and stuff but hey! I did it!

please don't make me draw him again

Must’ve had a 500% booster active.