Are Fedoras Really That Bad?

A girl I liked convinced me to stab a man, so I did. Felt guilty for a bit, then promptly forgot about it and walked around with the murder weapon for a couple of hours, going about my business, walking my dog. Eventually I was cornered by a plainclothes police officer who asked me why I had a bloody knife; I told him I was looking after it for my bogan cousin. He said, “You’re under arrest,” and I was like,, “No, I’m not, watch this,” and then I woke up.

Rb if you’re grateful for all of your followers

even if you have 1

Even if you have 10

100

1000

Etc.

words cannot describe how much i love autistic people with “weird” or not even remotely socially acceptable special interests. not even just because i’m one of them i just really enjoy seeing people happy and i love hearing about it tbh