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I was getting bothered with all of this talking. Either I don’t talk at all, or I talk too much and I say things that don’t make sense to anyone but me.
Girl, same
“I don’t always say the right thing.” I knew I’d gotten it wrong somehow. “I’m socially deficient, you know.”
Love sally to my core already.
You are you. As unique and different as every other person on the planet. Your oddities are not disabilities (although we call them disabilities to get your welfare allowance), they are mere quirks of your personality. You don’t like talking on the phone and I don’t like cauliflower. Are we so different?
