I Love How 3 Dimensional People Can Be!

So I have a but of a theory Im working on but I need some data so:

*ADHD and Autism are separated out from other neurodivergences for theory reasons. If you have one of those, pick the relevant option for those not the non-ADHD/Autism ones, and vice versa

Also, if you consider yourself something else like an ambivert, just pick the closest/more common option

As always reblog for more data points

I like when I intend to do something then don't. I was going to play games and then I figured out the words for something ive been trying to explain for awhile, didn't want to bother my friendnso I decided to bother tumblr instead(not like anyone pays attention to my random bs anyways). Made one post, got distracted by fish bones, and forgot what the fucking words were.

I hate when I find the dumbest game and get so entranced. Like it's such a simple yet captivating thing but it would be so embarrassing if someone saw me playing it.

“One day you will thank yourself for never giving up.”

— Unknown (via heavyrain-dc)

That neurodivergent moment when youre not sure if you can leave

Like I'm not talking about when it's after a meeting and people are still hanging around and you don't know if it's rude or nah.

I HAD TO ASK TO LEAVE THE BATH

I would call my mom with the same sad wail a cat makes when you leave it in a room with the door closed and ask her if I could get out. I would stay in my room after being sent there for hours when my mom had said "go to your room for fifteen" and ask if I could go to the bathroom.

Ballin' but at what cost?

My fucking spine that's what

Brand new sticks after a hour and a half of practice.

I need both so we can learn guitar together and then go on road trip or illegally hop on a frieght train to travel across the country playing and writing song

i need a friend who knows how to play guitar so i can jam along

I don't have a time machine but there are some kids who I walk with (we walk along the same path when going home) and I make sure they know I'm listening. There's one who's voice echos off buildings, and she's reminds me of myself a lot. I hope no one destroys that spirit of hers, you do your best kid.

christ sometimes I just wanna. steal a time machine & go back & sit down next to my 9-year-old self and just like. let them pull out their pokemon card binder & gush about their holographic gyarados or whatever. I'd just smile & ask questions about motherfukcing bulbasaur & tell my kid self that I thought they were a neat person, & someday they'd find other people who thought so too.

like i'm a grown adult who honestly finds most kids stuff boring, but. damn if i could go back & hang out with my baby self & listen to them ramble...just so they knew someone was listening. i would in a heartbeat. thinking about u kid

It's funny when you can only do eight (8) modified push-ups, but what isn't funny is not being able to fluff a pillow a day later because your shoulder are that fucking sore