apparently, this is a blog.

courtofthevampireking:

killer-arcade:

courtofthevampireking:

felix:

felix:

whenever i complete chores i get an achievement banner pop up in my head dark souls style

asneakyfox:

love the genre of tumblr posts that start out “DESTROY THE MYTH THAT” followed by something you’ve never heard any human being say

himbofisher:

himbofisher:

she said “nut in me” so i packed that thing full of cashews

dick game amelia bedelia

shitidol:

suns-up-bunshine:

Bitches be like ‘I’m so tired and sleepy’ and then stay up doing hyperfixtation shit for the next 5 hours

rawringthroughthetwenties:

weirdlandtv:

A life-size dollhouse by artist Heather Benning, in Humboldt, Saskatchewan, Canada.

It is simply criminal to not include the images where the artist burned the whole thing to the ground after it became structurally unstable.

hummingirls:

finnglas:

onemillionwordsofcrap:

spandexbutterfly4lyfe:

adhd is so embarrassing ur basically like “I have to have fun right the fuck now or I’m throwing myself off the roof” 90% of the time and you also have very little control over this

This was the single most important thing for me to start understanding re: my undiagnosed ADHD, and it’s the thing no one tells you except other ADHD sufferers. My brain’s reward system is so broken that boredom rapidly becomes indistinguishable from a depressive episode. There’s no healthy, normal ability to experience something as simply being a little dull–as soon as my brain isn’t getting regular hits of stimulation, I start clawing at the walls. This is what makes working in a structured environment and initiating tasks so difficult for me, not malice or other character flaws.

What makes it worse is that, if you’re like me, when you were growing up, the only way your authority figures knew how to perceive this was “they’re just goofing off,” and therefore, would deprive you of anything remotely stimulating until you’d done your work, thinking that – if it worked like it would with an NT kid, you’d do your work faster so you could get back to having fun.

Instead, they just pulled the plug on any tiny bit of power you had running to your necessary brainwaves and put you into longterm shutdown mode.

But then….you grew up…with only that method for coping ingrained into you. So no matter how much you may know logically, now, that you have to have the “fun/interesting/challenging” cord plugged in for your brain to have any juice at all, you feel guilty for having to plug that in FIRST instead of as a reward for doing Adulting. So you just sit there, unplugged, not getting anything done.

Or maybe that’s just me.

even the most supportive and well meaning people in my life struggle to understand how painful lack of stimulation is, how immobilizing executive dysfunction is, and how i cannot feel satisfaction the way they do. the number of times i’ve been told “won’t it feel so nice to accomplish it and have it off your plate?” and having to explain that i don’t feel relief or pride when i finish a task, just exhaustion, and that’s part of why it’s so hard to even start it

escuerzoresucitado:

notajerusalemcricket:

cannibalcatgirl:

funnytwittertweets:

hey that’s the dude who made the yo-yo man instructional video

Did you just know this

ofdirtandbones:

oooooo what a cool post my mutual just reblogged ! I think I will reblog it as well !!! oooooh who did they reblog it from ? That username seems familiar,,, hohoho it’s me ! from an hour ago !