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STOP THIS

i made a generator for yall to see what ur genders are

yeah

I got “queer ?????? queer” I’m dead of laughter

Cryptic motherfucking disaster !

i’m not crying you’re crying

They’re…. They’re scene

oh my god the forest spirits are awake! hello!

PRECIOUS

me: not today, satan 

satan: you’ve been canceling our plans for weeks now. if it’s something i said, please just tell me

when i was in 3rd grade there was this girl named sydney who was really nice but everyone thought she was weird cause she was obsessed with horses and were kinda mean to her but anyways she let me borrow her aragon books an i could only read like 5 pages of that shit cause it was so boring, and she was like, i know you didnt read my aragon book, i mirror watched you last night and since then ive been absolutely fucking terrified

same year we had a zoo field trip, she and her mom offered to take me so i felt like i had to repay her so  i stole a fuck ton of snacks from everyones lunches while they were feeding the elephants then i asked her mom if we could eat in the canopy zone away from everyone else and i gave them all the snacks & her mom was like “are you a mischievous spirit that my daughter has befriended ??” i was like no im a third grader … right after that they moved. i think its my fault

she fucking better she said she would protect me from imps

Wow @me

i had the best human interaction of all time last night. i was sitting at a bar eating an appetizer and this guy comes up to order a drink and stares at my food and comments how good it looks. when i am drunk i use the word bitch like it is a comma, i plug it into any space in a sentence possible. so naturally the first thing i say to this stranger is, “go ahead and take one, bitch.”

he looks SO shocked and taken aback and goes “what did you just say? how do you know my name?” so i sit there for a moment trying to figure out what the fuck he is talking about, and then go, “…. bitch?” and he looks so relieved and tells me his name is mitch.

i cannot stop thinking about this. oh my god. imagine going into a bar and someone you know for a fact youve never met approaches you and says “go ahead and take one, mitch.” im cracking the fuck up. he looked like he thought this was the fucking truman show

“I’ll remember” is the ADHD demon talking. You won’t remember. Write it down.

bold of you to assume i’ll remember where i wrote it, or even that i wrote it

Visual exhaustion is another symptom of ADHD, which means that if we see something enough times (or we see enough instances of something), it fades into background noise and we fail to notice it. This is why a lot of ADHD people can stand living surrounded by mess/clutter, because it’s just visual background noise to us. We don’t even notice it anymore. So if we write something down and see the note stuck up somewhere a lot – or if we write a LOT of somethings down and have a lot of notes hanging around – then we’re even less likely to think of/remember the thing because it’s just part of the scenery now. ADHD is the Catch-22 of brains.

A very good thing to know about ADHD. Don’t fall into the trap.

A lot of folks in the comments are talking about writing on themselves or setting phone/calendar reminders. Your mileage may vary on those. You may also want to consider ways to set a habit of referring back to a planner or similar every day/hour.

To get those brain juices flowing, check out this Buzzfeed article on different ways folks with ADHD stay on top of things.

Readers, let us know if you have specific advice for this situation!

This is why sticky note reminders don’t work??

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VISUAL BACKGROUND NOISE?!

THERE’S A WORD FOR IT?

Always reblog “THAT’S WHAT THAT IS???” posts. Chances are someone hasn’t seen it that needs to.

let’s talk about our random links to celebrities!

serena william’s husband once bought me & my classmates a round of whisky

also he co-founded reddit but that’s less important than being married to serena williams

My sister hit David Suzuki with a shopping cart

While working a merch booth at a concert I once sold a shirt to Cameron Diaz with (at the time) Lindsay Lohan’s Girlfriend and remarked about Lohan being jealous to a friend. The next customer was Diaz’ agent.

My step-uncle-in-law (son of lady who married my grandfather after my dad’s mom passed) died of an overdose at Carrie Fisher’s house.

I sold an inflatable toupee to Sir Ian McKellan in Oakland. He was in a play with Patrick Stewart and was buying for him. I swear to the Lady his eyes fucking twinkled when he brought it to the counter.

My sister once knocked over Sandra Bullock’s kids in a bouncy house.

i met chuck palahniuk at a book event he was doing at naperville, il and we talked for a little while before he was due to speak and at one point he said, “hey, go sit in the front row right there, i’m about to get ready. your mom will catch up in a second, save her a seat.” and i later found out he asked my mom for my address to surprise me. he ended up mailing me a box of all kinds of gifts and wrote me a letter and everything.

and as a separate story, he’s not really a “celebrity” as he is just infamous, but my aunt’s partner got weed from ted bundy once

My dad nearly ran over Jason Bradbury as he drove around on a Segway in a car park of an Adele concert. We then went to Gadget Show live the next day and sat in the front row. Luckily he didn’t recognise him

what is it with you people and running over celebrities 

i cannot wait to cuddle with you, to feel your legs tangled with mine, to run my fingers through your hair and kiss your forehead

sorry, professor whats his nuts

Reblog if you love sea dogs

me: *doesn’t hear from best friend for a day*

me: omg are we drifting? we’re drifting. I don’t know what is happening in your life. I’m so out of touch. We don’t know each other anymore. What is our friendship?

i see