You are all depraved monkeys
People fucking annoy the fuck out of me.
It’s most likely because I’ve never thought in normal terms, not because of the drugs, but because of something else.
I have Asperger’s Syndrome which is a form of Autism. I was diagnosed right after 9/11, after my 13th birthday. Granted, I knew I was different, but once I knew I was an Aspie, things changed a lot.
It’s taken me years to forget the foolish, strange things I did back in my youth because back then, I couldn’t talk to anyone. I used to blurt out whatever conversation I was having with myself in my head. I didn’t think it was weird because it felt natural, but I soon felt alone, and in a small school, I had a lot of trouble making friends.
I have finally reached a place of peace between my social skills and my complacency. I often have my stranger periods, but I believe that my personality can overcome any weakness I may have at certain moments.
The only thing I wish is that I knew how to date women. I’ve had tons of female friends, and I love a lot of them, but I wish that someone could prove to be special enough for me to care. Alas, my hopeless romanticism is not something that most would admire, lest I tell the truth the way I see it.
So I am forever locked in a cycle of the chaos within my mind, and the perceived madness in being. I only wish someone could show me the way.