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yeah hyperfixation can be inconvenient sometimes but when i’m between hyperfixations life is like meaningless so

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guys.

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oh the irony of a show about the lack of appreciation for and lack of investment in the arts being cancelled i hate it here

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huge shout out to this little kid for writing my favorite poem

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The agony of thinking you’re finished doing the dishes only to turn around and to your horror: the pot.

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I feel like the writing of Tobias and Cheyanne in Étoile are little works of genius because Tobias is “obviously” autistic, whereas Cheyanne can come across as “eccentric” but at the end of the day, they have the same traits.

Cheyanne is difficult, and rude, and does too much. She tries to teach classes where she’s not even remotely supposed to be, she has blatant disregard for social norms, and has a VERY strong sense of justice. She asks questions instead of doing what she’s told, and pushes past people’s boundaries because she doesn’t recognize that they are there.

She leaves rooms suddenly without answering people’s questions, and most of all, look at her mother.

What’s fascinating to me is Tobias does all these things too.

As far as I’m concerned the only difference between them (in regards to their neurodivergence) is they gave Tobias a pair of headphones. And this is what flagged Tobias’ autism for a lot of people. But furthermore it shows how little awareness there is about “classic” autism presenting in women.

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not to be political but i hate migraines. and nazis

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by Laerte Coutinho

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I feel like we're almost in an era of like, reverse queerbaiting. Used to be that you'd be tricked into watching a show because the story implied there'd be gay rep, but now they're using gay rep to trick you into thinking there'll be a story.

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It’s fine and I don’t care and I didn’t want it

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"i wonder if we ever think of each other at the same time."

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''what if my writing isn't good eno--'' what if it's a reflection of your soul. what if it has a place in this world. what if you write it anyway

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not to cornplate or anything but the difference in camera angles here goes so crazy

the camera looking slightly up to abbot emphasizes the view, not the world below. when we meet him, he’s contemplating his own purpose and can’t remember why he’s doing this job, which would be alarming except for the camera is behind the fence with robby and the roof takes up half the lower frame. we the audience are on safe and solid ground, which assures us that he’s not necessarily looking to jump down. abbot’s not even looking down, he’s simply looking around.

robby on the other hand: it’s nighttime and he’s in complete emotional crisis, for context. we’re looking down at him from his side of the fence and the frame includes both his position and and what’s down below the ledge as if getting us to consider the jump with him. he’s looking down as if it’s a legitimate option, and we the audience are placed on that ledge with him in that precarious spot.

and this us also reflective of their characters because they’re both attendings and the difference between the night/day shift sets them up to be character foils and these parallels reflect that perfectly. jack was never going to do it that morning; he has a therapist, he’s managing better, he loves the job too much to ever leave it (he says it’s in his DNA). robby’s entire arc and point of criticism from others is that he’s not doing that work to take care of himself, he doesn’t practice what he preaches, and when his repressed emotions have finally boiled over and he’s blown his gasket, he genuinely considers ending it.

10/10 parallels shoutout to the cinematographers and cameramen on the pitt

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Fanfiction writers be like:

"here's the immensely time consuming 100K word novel-length passion project I'm working on between my real life job and family! It eats up hundreds of hours of my one and only life, causes me emotional harm, and I gain basically nothing from it! Also I put it on the internet for free so anyone can read if they want. Hope you love it!" :)