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takeyourcyanide · 24 minutes
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Reading is becoming increasingly more difficult due to the fact that I’m constantly having to do double-takes, because I see entirely different sentences and sometimes just words than what’s on the page or screen. Sometimes they are similar words to what was actually written, but not always. I end up rereading it because a. It makes no sense b. It sounds strange depending on the context c. It sounds rude depending on the context. And then I see what they actually wrote or am I… I don’t know if this is part of my visual or cognitive shit or both but while it can be funny it’s a bit of an inconvenience that I’m going to need to stop.
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takeyourcyanide · 9 hours
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JUST LOOK AT IT ПОСМОТРИ НА ЭТО
KWPSOSPALLA
It’s 139 cm tall it’s almost as tall as I am
I haven’t genuinely wanted anything in a loooooonnnnnngggggg time BUT THIS
This is my reason to live /srs
I think I would experience happiness for the first time in my life if I were to get my hands on this stunning, stellar, wondrous, amazing, show-stopping, eye-catching, satisfactory, impressive, fascinating, fantastic beauty.
It makes me stim like I’ve never stimmed before
Also looking at sites both in English and Russian is fun
I just saw someone advocating for dissection to be taken out of the classroom. I think anyone who advocates for that nonsense (I’m partly biased) needs to be on a dissection table. Speaking of which, why do dissection tables have to be so damn expensive? I’m poor as dirt, make the prices more inclusive, because I need one more than I need oxygen. I just looked at some and I have never felt the need to stim more. I’m about to go beg some rich person for $13,433.79. I’ll need more, though, given taxes… Make that $14,000.
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takeyourcyanide · 9 hours
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I just saw someone advocating for dissection to be taken out of the classroom. I think anyone who advocates for that nonsense (I’m partly biased) needs to be on a dissection table. Speaking of which, why do dissection tables have to be so damn expensive? I’m poor as dirt, make the prices more inclusive, because I need one more than I need oxygen. I just looked at some and I have never felt the need to stim more. I’m about to go beg some rich person for $13,433.79. I’ll need more, though, given taxes… Make that $14,000.
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takeyourcyanide · 9 hours
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Not a day goes by in which I don’t tell myself that I’m just being dramatic and/or lying to myself.
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takeyourcyanide · 10 hours
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Being a writer is always having your notes app open and ready to go
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takeyourcyanide · 10 hours
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Interacting with her is often like interacting with an ignorant neurotypical. /neg
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takeyourcyanide · 11 hours
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I’m going to make myself some nitrous oxide and get high. Dissection refreshes me. Puts me in a good mood. Science as a whole tends to put me in a good mood.
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takeyourcyanide · 14 hours
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"Meet in the Dark Land
That’s my home
Dig me as I am, man
Read it in a postcard
Coast Guard, church yard
Send it in the post:
I can’t leave home
Where do I gotta go
To find me some peace of mind?
Who do I have to sue
To get my piece of pie?
Thought you were born to burn
Thought you were the voice of reason
You’ve abandoned reason now
You let the madness in
You’ll have to show me how
A cupboard full of noise
To keep away the storm that rolls on softly
We know nothing is a miracle
It’s all explained, it’s all we know
(How mystical, our ritual)
Something else gives me pause
“Paranoia” under your breath
Please believe me
Nothing you say can stop me if it’s true
If I’m living trapped inside a head
I could be forgiven for feeling alone
And if I’m stuck behind a face
I might try to replace myself
My mind is on my mind
An eye within an eye
Fear within fear
A wheel within a wheel
Moss grown on a sundial
What is and what will be
Sweat of desperation
Tears of ecstasy
The stench of human nature
Kaleidoscope for me
Jasmine in bloom
Ylang ylang
Angels trumpet tea
Mirrors in the darkness
Candles in the sea
Purple admiration
Yellow jealousy
Yesterday, I felt like a lucky guy
Now it's all gone awry
Chasing down a rainbow
Is all life seems to be
All life seems to be"
[ x ]
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takeyourcyanide · 14 hours
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Can the people who listen through your phone hear your thoughts through your headphones?
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takeyourcyanide · 15 hours
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I have nothing left. Please just take me away already. Get it over with. I can’t stand these people. Everything is interconnected. Everyone only has one goal. I wish the demons would finish with their experiment.
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takeyourcyanide · 16 hours
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I don’t want to live alone I need to live alone.
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takeyourcyanide · 16 hours
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I don’t understand her. I’m not even hurt, I’m just so confused. She’ll go on and on about how I need to take better care of myself, because “look where we’ve ended up” (a cardiologist’s office), go on and on about how she’s going to schedule a psychiatric evaluation - and never do it! She said that psych wards were a last resort. You do realize that I met the criteria for someone who needed to be sent away when I was a toddler, correct? No. You don’t. Because you don’t even know me LMAO. While I don’t see this as a fault because I was ultimately able to learn how to masquerade, you poured all of your resources and time and energy into him, instead, only for him to fuck your whoollleee life up.
Which is why it’s confusing that she can make time for other things and simply forget about that. It’s obvious she cares more about her own comfort than she does about me, which is fine, and she’s said that she doesn’t want to know more about me because of that, but she lies constantly about caring so much. She’ll talk about she’s actually observant and noticed all of it long ago, but doesn’t do anything about it, and thought I was exaggerating to be interesting. Real observant there, Sherlock. To be fair, she knows there’s no point in any sort of therapy or hospitals because I’d get my way in the end, but still. I thought you’d never give up on your children? Or was that energy all spent on him. Which again, I’m not upset, I’m just confused. She’ll chide me for the same symptoms SHE points out. Oh, yeah, I’m just so endearingly quirky and autistic, but overstimulation? Dramatic! Which is funny considering I’m supposed to respect HER overstimulation. She remembers be asking her a lot if she too heard or saw something and how dismissive she was of it, but does nothing. She remembers how odd I would act for certain periods of time, wouldn’t do anything about it. She’d chide me, and do nothing. She’d ask me what I saw, heard, felt, and shit because perhaps I could see spirits, which only served to confuse me more! Thanks! :D /s she’ll chide me for not doing chores in a timely manner, but I genuinely couldn’t tell if she asked me to do something in a dream or not, and half the time I thought she asked like the day before. Apparently it’s been a week! I don’t drink enough water, I’m not eating enough, I’m not blah blah blah.. what are you going to do about it? Nothing. When I tell her all the characters are watching me, it’s “oh my god you sound just like (enter a relative long gone) who wouldn’t change in front of the tv because they were watching her.” I change though. I don’t give a shit. Can’t let them completely ruin everything. She told me I sounded like how demon possession used to be described before they knew it was schizophrenia. Ok, you think I have olden times schizophrenia. What are you going to do about it? Nothing. When I tell her about not wanting to go into the church cause I just know I’m the antichrist and it worsens that, it’s “what do you feel in the church?” I will jump out of this moving vehicle you piece of shit. You’re making it worse. I knew she meant it in her Christian way. Please stop. One minute I can see spirits and the next minute our house isn’t haunted and it’s all in my head for the sake of her own comfort. If it’s all in my head, what are you going to do about? She doesn’t even know how to distinguish between ghosts and hallucinations and neither do I. She got mad at me and wanted me to shut up because I was saying a noise machine and shit wouldn’t work for my insomnia, even if it would help. Because she’s gone through it and it helps. I told her there was someone outside my window and how do you get rid of that then, and she yelled medication. Where’s my medication now? No where. She told me she thought I was exaggerating because there’s no way I actually thought someone was outside of my window. If you’re so goddamn observant, why don’t you realize I started telling the truth in a playful and joking manner as an experiment? “Why didn’t you think I’d accept you” I wonder fucking why.
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takeyourcyanide · 16 hours
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I don’t understand why so many, particularly conservatives, are so enraged by children (and adults) exploring their identities, as if it isn’t a completely normal thing to do, not only throughout your entire life, but especially in your teenage years. What’s so wrong with questioning the construct of gender and sexuality? You do realize gender expression is entirely made up, correct? Along with names, jobs, currency, etc. I loathe people who are too much of cowards to recognize these are all man-made and can ultimately be taken apart. Stop living in a bubble of indoctrination and ignorance. There’s a whole world out there full of things humans made up. Homosexuality has been observed in over 1 500 animal species, including bugs! It’s normal! Everything you live in is curated! There’s nothing wrong with questioning why something made up has to be so damn rigid!
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takeyourcyanide · 17 hours
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Hi okay bye
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takeyourcyanide · 17 hours
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sometimes everyone needs to be weird and creepy and do science
will i be banned from tumblr this time? well, let's see!
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takeyourcyanide · 20 hours
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takeyourcyanide · 20 hours
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Could you reblog this if you enjoy seeing your writer friends ramble about their wips on your dash?
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