Beautiful, vibrant, living Autistic poetry and song lyrics without the word “autism.” Songs without a singer. Rhyme with Reason.
At some point, this will end. Nothing lasts forever. It will stop. It will. Yesterday, I sat through an hour and a half of torture.
The media paints a picture of Aspies that is incorrect. We are thought to be disruptive, burdensome, and downright dangerous. That’s what outsiders want you
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