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>be me
>senior year of highschool
>only positive attributes are that im swole as hell from autism lifting, and im 6'5
>be eating lunch with my weirdo friends
>suoer cute aryan angel comes out of nowhere and taps me on my shoulder
>i dont say anything cos of autism
>she hands me a gum wrapper with something written on it
>a phone number
>my head is spinning like a diesel powered dreidel
>she smiles at me and goes back to her friends
>all my autism friends are freaking out, patting me on the back and shee-it
>i spend the rest of the day freaking the fuck out
>go home and stare at the number
>i keep staring at it for literal hours
>get so exhausted i dont even lift that night
>eventually go to bed and dont call her
>when i wake up i see that someone in my house has thrown the wrapper away
>ohfuck.png
>go to school the next day
>see girl
>she looks sadly at me
>i look away
>when i get to lunch all my autism friends start asking me questions
>say "um, yea... turned out to be a trick, she just wanted to fuck with me"
>autism friends all start sperging out about how much women suck
>i do nothing
>like always
Why am I like this /bant/ ?
