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I miss when people respected other people, when they were not afraid to show their sensitivity, delicacy, care and empathy. I miss when people were able to selflessly help, truly love, be faithful and truthful, stand up for the weaker, when they put words into actions. I miss it when people didn't pretend to be someone they are not, for whom what mattered was being and not having: having more money, followers, likes, fake accounts... I would like a woman to look like a woman, not a silicone monster when a man he is not a femeboy or another female hybrid, but a truly male individual, attracting not only with his physicality, but also with his charisma and personality. I long for people to simply be good to people... - M.・•・꙳•.ℳ𝓎 𝓋𝒾𝒷ℯ𝓈•꙳•.
THIS! Yes OMG! I have never felt so seen.
Shout out to autistics with fluctuating empathy!!!!
Because I wanted to show you
I'm never sure if people believe me when I say I'm empathic because I can be quite the dink. But just look at me. I'm a doofus. I just put my large stuffed animals (whom I always sleep with) on the ground, gave me a pillow and wrapped em in a balnket.
I'm never sure if people believe me when I say I'm empathic because I can be quite the dink. But just look at me. I'm a doofus. I just put my large stuffed animals (whom I always sleep with) on the ground, gave em a pillow and wrapped em in a balnket.