Blue_Phoenix

How the heck was I tagged here?:/

Graphic warning What we miss https://www.washingtonpost.com/opinions/the-autism-stories-no-one-hears/2013/07/19/64bcb33e-e500-11e2-aef3-339619eab080_story.html?noredirect=on&utm_term=.91248c04f8a2 I grew up getting compliments on my grown appearance many times and iq. For years I slowly picked up on the way peoplebehave on the spectrumove and have gained self awareness of it's dark side. In this fandom you see autism portrayed in colorful and rainbows. But peoplenever talk about it's damaging too. Ever. I was as an infant low in cognition, lacked spelling abilities. Yes a rare disorder I was born with. Only with self awareness do I see how scary it can be. Some of you enjoy overenduring in sex, video games, drugs, I didn't get to choose what I was born with. I had no way out until I got severe therapy help. Think about these beloved characters you admire and how hidden these stories of autismm, really are. Maud, Starlight, etc. Why is a grown boy with twig thin arms even typing this up? He could risk his entire reputation. Lose friends. Never find love. Because of the cause in life. I see this fandom, and knew no one would speak out. Arm flapping, tongues hanging out. This is the dark side of autism. I whip peers who follow me, in life strictly. It isn't fun for either or us, but the self awarness is necessity. I developed self awareness and choice eventually. At around what 14? The choice to choose, consult. It's all the seed of every dream. I don't know what will become of me. My health has dropped. Intrusive thoughts, distorted vision. All I can truthfully is choice is a token. Of there was no dark turns in everything how could hope exist? It wouldn't. [C]Life isn't sunshine and rainbows. You will only have to act on what rids you of fear. Give enlightenment. I still have a lot ways to go but I know my stance now. Have a good day everypony. [C]///

Eh no

Please tell me. I really need self organization.

I had it laying in dust for days. It revolves around a boy of strange behavior who goes around different worlds befriending people. Most notably an ice princess with a pessimistic behavior. Here's an excerpt. Prolouge Princess Icelle lied on her bed, slowly dropping her diary. Her seal, "Samsun" caught it, as it slept balanced on her nose. She slid her hands onto her face, "God my date will be late." she murmured. Suddenly the door opened, as a servant seal entered. "Princess your father cancelled the date. In favor of a play date." The servant informed. The Princess got up in protest, then fell off her bed. Samsun's eyebrows raised, as he slid underneath his master. "What?! Who?" she gasped. Suddenly from the door appeared a boy, in sightly ragged clothes. He didn't move a muscle, only his faded blue hair made him recognizable. "I'm Nate." he bowed, as the princess put on an unhappy expression. "Why is he in my room?!" she fussed. Icelle got up, and saw Nate's slightly uncomfortable expression. She sighed, softening her expression a bit. Icelle figured Nate could very will be just as confused as herself. "Now Nate we will take you two to a place with chaperones." The servant finished. She turned around, her hand on the door. Icelle's gains slowly rose. "As if!" Icelle pulled Nate's arm. Along the way he seemingly didn't mind too much. Well except when they stopped to see a muffin cart. Icelle's eyes sparkled. Nate rolled his eyes. "Can I get a Bran muffin?" Icelle asked. "Oh my! When a muffin is in her mouth Icelle's irritability vanishes!" The servant said. Nate pointed to her name tag, it was labeled "Tarry." Icelle tucked Nate close, as she offered a muffin. He shook his head, and grabbed from his pocket a pudding cup. "What? You don't wish to partake of Royal Muffins?!" Icelle slowly let go. Nate saw her confused expression, as he tilted his head. "These are recipes passed from King's and Queens." she murmured. "It would seem he was simply offering the cup in exchange. It's rare to get an offer from a magic boy." Tarry suggested. Icelle's eyelids rose, though in slight obliviousness. "Magic boy?" she asked. Yeah I'm cringing too.

The Looney Tunes show.

What political party I belong to.

Befriending you. Really though my cake recipe.