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Autistic by birth. My Chemical Romance fan by the grace of God.
anyway
torture myself or torture myself? tough choice
I off myself in my head for at least 567 times in a day.
touch starved but for physical violence
No one will ever love me as much as I love them, and it hurts more than anything in the world.
I am a grown ass adult and I still get nausea when I feel like I'm in trouble. They're gonna send me to the principals office and take away my toys for a week. Can you just fucking kill me instead of making me stew in my fucking anxiety
anyone wanna platonically make out and do drugs?
Shoutout to my homies who puke
Shoutout to my homies with ostomies
Shoutout to my homies with catheters
Shoutout to my homies who drool
Shoutout to my homies with facial disfigurements/differences
Shoutout to my homies in diapers
Shoutout to my homies who struggle with personal hygiene
Shoutout to every disabled person who’s ever been called “gross”
Y’all are beautiful and perfect the way you are. Don’t let anyone tell you otherwise