I have fantasies about very young girls, especially brunettes. I would never do it but the thought …. Hmmmmm
No, me having autism doesn’t automatically just make me a genius, dear [IRL FRIEND]. It has crippled my social life, and my only permanent friend for years has been some guy I met online. Wouldn’t you like having to constantly move around neighborhoods and towns and cities and countries and continents and lack any real companionship outside of the voices in the back of your mind.
While at Fiserv, I find myself frequently daydreaming throughout the day. I fantasize about talking a nice, euphoric walk to my car as I realize those are my final moments of suffering. I get in, close the door and turn on the generator and gently fall into a permanent sleep…
