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The Ramblings of an Aspie

Oh God, they gave her one of these. Bisexual white ciswoman feminist. She/her/hers. If you're interested in having someone edit your e-books before they're published, go to I'll be happy to help!
Apr 20 '14


 Zack or Adam?

Apr 20 '14

How dare they

How dare they

How dare they




Apr 20 '14


one time i said “no hetero, no hetero” in school

and this popular athletic straight boy sittin in front of me turned around super slow and looked at me and went “no… hetero?” in the TINIEST MOST BROKEN VOICE IMAGINABLE like he looked and sounded so timid and confused and he was looking at me like his whole life has been a lie because he realized he might be sitting near a queer person

Apr 20 '14





all 46 excuses on my friends wall,

1. i was just really, really early for tomorrow

2. we can’t all be usain bolt

3. in this day and age, we shouldn’t need labels like “late”

4. i had pe first period do you blame me

5. i really, really didn’t want to sing

6. my brother thought it would be hilarious to drop me outside the prison gates

7. you can’t tell me how to live my life

8. #YOLO

9. my legs fell off and i had to roll all the way to the emergency clinic

10. there was a freak yachting accident

11. i am a fucking retard

12. this is just for my wall

13. do you even read these

14. “it does not matter how slow you go, so long as you do not stop

15. i spent my entire night writing tom daley fanfiction

16. my father left my mother for an air hostess seven years ago do you expect me to get over that emotional trauma overnight

17. sarah palin and i got into a twitter war and i couldn’t leave and let her win

18. traffic jammy jammy jam

19. how can i go to school when alex turner

20. my sim was having an emotional meltdown and i needed to be there for her

21. i was sticking it to the man

22. i spent my entire night worrying if i would ever lose my virginity

23. fifty shades of late; i was walking and then i caught the eye of an attractive member of the opposite sex and we began exchanging significant looks and i knew we would one day make sweet love so i just walked alongside him and tried to catch his eye and to be continued

24. part two he was playing hard to get so we walked and walked and he had the perfect hair colour it was sort of beige brown anyway it turned out he was walking to a bus stop so obviously i had to catch the bus because true love and silently we rode out to papakura and into the sunset

25. my meth lab caught fire

26. my bed is more comfortable than your school will ever be

27. i was sad

28. it was a nice day, so i walked leisurely

29. i had beat my younger brother for saying “swag”

30. i had to travel back to the 1950’s to ensure my birth

31. 2 kool 4 scool

32. i had to stop, collaborate and listen

33. i tried

34. i’m sorry i’m late

it’s not my fault

my auntie was killed

and i joined a cult

35. a haiku about lateness:

late late late late late

late late late late late late late

late late late late late

36. my best friend was telling me how to give a satisfactory blow job i wish i was joking

37. i was fashionably late

38. i was caught in a flash mob true story omfg

39. i did not choose the late life, the late life chose me

40. do

41. you

42. even

43. read

44. these

45. i was fighting al qaeda

46. traffic




Oh god I wish I could have something like this

(Source: paintgod)

Apr 20 '14
Apr 20 '14




Best lesson from a Disney movie

This is an underrated movie

This is a grossly underrated movie.

Apr 20 '14


"James, we’re not asking you to choose."

College AU: Or Bucky has a drunken threesome with his girlfriend and his best friend, and it all turns out better than he could’ve ever hoped.

Apr 20 '14




The young man in the tomb looks the way he must have, you think—slender and olive-limbed, too old around the eyes but with a mouth shaped for smiling. Yeshua’s brother, without divinity to come and suck the marrow from his bones, to break him against humanity’s ungratefulness.

He is risen, the young man says, though you can barely hear him over Salome’s cries of astonishment, Mary mother of James’ fingers digging into your arm. But the young man’s mouth is unbroken, and his eyes linger on your face. He is not here, he is risen, his is risen.

You stumble into the morninglight trembling, To what? on your tongue like a burning coal.


In Matthew, they’ve recast the role, an angel whose countenance is lightning and says fear not as though it is enough stop other Miriam from screaming. But you are twenty—or fifteen, twenty-five, thirty, older, old enough to know what it is to keep demons in your skin, to watch your god’s wrists strung up by a windlass, and you did not come for angels. Where is he? you demand.

He goeth before you to galilee, the angel says, but you are already running, you are gone to seek the one they call God.


Luke forgets how you did the bedikah alone that night, walking through the darkened house of Andrew’s cousin with a candle and a feather. In the upper room, Miriam the Mother has finally fallen into fitful sleep, her rent grief given over to exhaustion. Many of the disciples linger In the kitchens or the yard, shame in their cowardice keeping them from meeting your gaze when you pass.

(This is your gift, to the church that will someday malign you—you know who was not there, who fled from the sight of the Master bleeding, struggling for breath, crying out in pain and despair—eloi eloi lama sabachthani, and they were not there, the devoted twelve, the blessed chosen. They had not wanted a God who could break.

You watch them turn their faces from you and you are glad of it.)

The next morning, Petros kindles the fire for you with the lulav that once lined the streets, hailing Yeshua’s coming. He stands with you as the chometz burns, says the biyur chametz because he is the closest you have to a head of the household now.

He weeps, after.

(Why do you look for the living among the dead? the men clad in lightning will ask, when you are on your knees and afraid. You do not have an answer for them, except perhaps hope.)


It takes until John for them to remember that you, too, wept.

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Apr 20 '14


Friendly reminder that it is okay to change how you identify

  • Human beings are constantly changing
  • New information constantly circulates
  • This can go for your gender as well

if you identify as genderless then change to genderfluid
that is okay
if you never change how you identify, that is also okay
identity does not have to be set in stone 

Apr 20 '14

I just saw Captain America : The Winter Soldier and I just realized….



Peggy Carter helped found SHIELD after Steve “died”. 

It was founded at the camp that Steve trained at.

On marvel’s Agents of SHIELD, Agent Ward says “Someone really wanted our initials to spell SHIELD”


Peggy created and named the entire spy organization after STEVE’S SHIELD.