1:29pm
I'm sick of Milly always forgetting I'm autistic. Like seriously, I'm sick of it. I'm so mailing her a pamphlet on how to talk to autistic people. Because I might lose it if she doesn't learn. Just straight up quit talking to her until she gets hit in the head and learns this stuff.
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A messed up teenage diary
Non-FictionEver since I was young, just about everything was difficult for me. Now, I'm 16. Not much has changed. Join me in my attempt to make it through my high school life with 7 mental disorders and a dark past.
