I might have spammed the wrong crowd

What will I become? Some days this question is exciting, some days this question is scary as fuck.

4 cups for 20!?!? In some countries that equals riots in the street (at least Italy) That being said… pleb do you want to pay for the tools and services you use.? Or would you rather have the tools and services you use sell you to the highest bidder? View quoted note →

Writing this here so everyone can see. I don’t like fakery. If you pretend you do something you don’t, I won’t like you. I don’t like selfishness. If you take way more than you give, I won’t like you. As an autist, I have this weird (totally normal to me) relationship with justice. I’m a walking contradiction who hates ideologies while clinging onto some ideals. “Don’t lie to me. I won’t forgive you” is a problematic approach in a world where everybody lies so often.

Sitting between two chairs. Too white for the black, too black for the white. Too poor for the rich, too rich for the poor. Too stupid for the gifted, too gifted for the stupid. Too normal for the autist, too autist for the normal. Too well behaved for the troublemakers, too much of a troublemaker for the well behaved. Too sick for the healthy, too healthy for the sick. Too much to the right for the left, too much to the left for the right. The feedback I heard the most in my life? You’re different. The feeling I felt the most in my life? Not belonging.

I burn bridges. It’s for my safety and my sanity.