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Sometimes I get freaked out if I have to call for a pizza, even if I know doing so will result in piping hot pizza. PIZZA.
asperger's
I’m probably just an unfeeling monster, is all. And I am OK with that.
bullying
I took to writing stories about vengeance, about stabbing my friends with whatever was near to hand; pencils in the classroom, sporks in the cafeteria, a ruler in the hallway while classes were changing. I walked around with vivid images in my head of tearing those girls' faces off.
agorafabulous
What if there's a one-person bathroom in the bookshop that you have to get a key to use and the fan isn't working so you can totally hear the person inside?
book party
I'm not certain what to wear, or how to get my makeup did, or how to ask my amazing hairdresser Justin at Bloom Beauty Lounge to do mah hurrr. I'm freaking out.