I MISS MY DOG
There’s a very drunk man down my street who has been flirting with a tree for twenty minutes now.
He’s on his knees now. I think he’s proposing.
Drunk man currently walking away from the tree, shouting “YOU’RE ALL THE SAME”.
I wonder if I ever caught someones attention. Even if I was just walking among the crowd, I wonder if they wanted to get to know me or anything like that.
Protect autistic kids at all costs.
Make them feel loved and important in a world that says they’re wrong for existing. Tell them it’s okay to stim, or info-dump, or mimic, or be non-verbal. Defend them from shitty ableists who demand they supress their traits and don’t treat them like real people.
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