Is THIS Your Man? [shows An Image Of A Malnourished Injured Exhausted Man With Big Sad Eyes Looking Up

guys i’ll be real it’s going on five years soon i don’t think this is a hyperfixation i think this is a special interest forever

statement of arthur lester regarding fucking everything

had to get a cortizone shot for my back and they did this, and it was so helpful.

they walked me through each step of the process, including how long each part would take, the estimated pain/pressure scale for each part, what to do when i felt something uncomfortable, and things that could go wrong and what we would do about it in the event it happened (like a spinal tap). and during he walked me through each part, told me where i should be feeling everything, etc.

i WISH more doctors were like this. i had absolutely no anxiety compared to many other procedures, or even small things like shots, because they walked me through EVERYTHING.

the problem with autism is sometimes you want to do something (brave) but you need someone to gently walk you through each step so you know what will happen. and people don’t like doing that

my favourite ever literary trope is “you want me to be a villain? i’ll show you a villain” that shit gives me goosebumps and given the right context also turns me on

shoutout to outfit with visible bra. big fan of the outfit with visible bra community

ive found that partially treated mental illness can sometimes look to uninvolved onlookers like faked mental illness.

honestly i’ve stopped caring if media is good. all that matters is that Me, The Most Important Person, is having a good time.

may someone explain to me like i’m five where the invictus poem first came from, i for some reason do not remember this detail ever 😔

Thinking about how— up until this point— Arthur has kept the entirety of "Invictus" to himself as his last piece of independence outside of John. And how now— when John recites the full poem to Arthur, in what is surely another merging of their two individual consciousnesses into one— Arthur isn't angry, or scared, or upset. Instead, he's comforted and encouraged by that intermingling, because he's fully accepted himself and John as one fused-together, inseparable unit. And that fact, that complete blurring of himself into John, is what ultimately motivates him to keep moving, to keep fighting, to keep living.

You can't even lay in bed cuddling your girlfriends all day anymore.

Because of work

not to be insensitive but some of the salem witch trials were so funny bitches like “i saw her at the devils sacrament!!!” girl... what were YOU doing at the devils sacrament 👀