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THIS IS REALLY NOT THE TIME FOR A SUDDEN PTSD PANIC ATTACK I LITERALLY DO NOT HAVE TIME FOR THIS RIGHT NOW

HEY WHO USES HABITRPG I JUST MADE MINE

IF I CAN HAVE OTHER PEOPLE WITH ME I WILL STAY MORE MOTIVATED

AND FOR FUCKS SAKE I WANT TO MEAN IT THIS TIME

Tales from the fails. School wasn’t the hardest part of grad school. DISH SOAP AIN’T FOR DISH WASHERS. DISH, DISH, SOAP, WASH, IT MADE SENSE TO ME #timehop (at Bloomington-Normal, Il)

THIS WAS THE MOST RIDICULOUS NIGHT OF MY LIFE WHY DO I HAVE A WHOLE CREW IN ENGLEWOOD NOW WHY HAVEN’T I SLEPT WHY DID A STRANGER I MET AT A BUS STOP BUY ME A WHOLE SET OF G2 PENS

Hey! Any autistic people who had an IEP in school have a sec? I got some questions

 I’m working on revising a guide for autistic youth in transition and part of it is I’m explaining how transition planning is part of having an IEP, but i never had one myself so I’m wondering if anyone would be willing to talk to me for a bit about your experiences!!

message me or email me - idempsey@autisticadvocacy.org

thanks!!

can’t sleep, so

ianthe:

you confuse “abuse”with “bruises”

news flash truth is your delusions clash with my shattered illusion sobbing shaking lie awake a sorry excuse for a human

Pop a pill to pass out til the morning, then another
Plus a double dose of get out from under the covers

There’s no monsters in the closet, nothing underneath my bed

cuz property values went up so they moved into my head

When threatened with eviction they said “let us stay, instead,
all the tenants of the remnants of the things you would forget,

We built a church on your regret and sing the hymns of your unsaid, giving thanks for all the times you coulda laughed but cried instead.

And you can wish us monsters dead, we sure know that you’ve tried
Your guilty conscience broke the news at five o clock live
While you were woeful wishing we would wilt we built a city
Pity Palace adds a wing to commemorate all of your quitting, freight trains run express from Self Hate to Never Winning,

The monsters of your mind like it just fine where we are, but don’t you find it bizarre

You hate that no one ever stays but refuse to love the ones who are?”

Stunned.

"it’s done, we won."

the monsters stood still,

stoic mind mongols made strong long strangling my strengths, Kong dangling faith from the top of a cement monument bearing my name

chests pounding: Tower towering above me, my heart hyperventilates; my monsters play ape. they unpeel to reveal fear was hiding beneath faith. again, mouth agape:

"we mine stone from your loneliness, long lines layered strong, almighty as the alienation of alone allows, ten thousand towers as testaments.

we are stable and secure because you are not.”

I used to fear the monsters in the dark, hiding in the corners of the room. I was too scared to notice them in the corners of my mind.

but after childhood the monsters change. it was silly to think they were under my bed.

they aren’t.

they’re under my skin.

can’t sleep, so

you confuse “abuse”with “bruises”

news flash truth is your delusions clash with my shattered illusion sobbing shaking lie awake a sorry excuse for a human

Pop a pill to pass out til the morning, then another
Plus a double dose of get out from under the covers

There’s no monsters in the closet, nothing underneath my bed

cuz property values went up so they moved into my head

When threatened with eviction they said “let us stay, instead,
all the tenants of the remnants of the things you would forget,

We built a church on your regret and sing the hymns of your unsaid, giving thanks for all the times you coulda laughed but cried instead.

And you can wish us monsters dead, we sure know that you’ve tried
Your guilty conscience broke the news at five o clock live
While you were woeful wishing we would wilt we built a city
Pity Palace adds a wing to commemorate all of your quitting, freight trains run express from Self Hate to Never Winning,

The monsters of your mind like it just fine where we are, but don’t you find it bizarre

You hate that no one ever stays but refuse to love the ones who are?”

I just made a FB group called Innovative Theatremakers Think Tank, if anyone’s interested

ianthe:

A place for all theatremakers to share and discuss ideas, pose the difficult questions, share research, and try to figure out where theatre is headed and where we want it to end up. Invite your friends! ·

Let me know if you want the link!

GUYS COME BRAINSTORM YOUR GREAT MASTERPIECE

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