Be proudly autistic. Be proudly queer. Be proudly you.
I cried. Well, first I squealed. And flapped my hands. A lot. But then I cried.
Sometimes I want to cover myself in glitter and dance in your sunshine. And sometimes I want to throw my hands over my head and scream until you leave me alone.
Apparently, so they say, the best way to begin a blog is to introduce yourself.
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