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[aid] => mick
[title] => PDD Boy
[time] => 2005-04-14 17:06:30
[hometext] => its sad and true, for many, they just pier into my life in this text, its my every second for life
[bodytext] => PDD boy with something i dont care for he doesnt look different but dont judge the book by its cover PDD boy acts normal sometimes he doesnt appear to act strange so why treat him differently he has a form of autism that is bearly recognised? nah, he's just talking **** to cover his ass he's just been lazy never living up to his potential dont give me that about his brain grows differently he looks just like anybody else when the world seems a strange an sad place that world lives forever in PDD boys heart it cries out to a black canvass but can never be heard in the real world it would wale and scream for years but ever blind eye wouldnt turn he has friends, whats he on about hes not autistic they are too weird to have friends hes just a thick liar that will never go anywhere why should i stick myself out for him what has he ever really done for me? he is there when your sad but when he is in tears, your away having the time of your life you have a girlfriend, and everybodies favourite person but he just sits and forces small talk because he doesnt have the same mental cognition that 99% of people do your the great speaker and adherantly smart but he mumbles and does your dirty work every time you ask him hes gone down a road, and theres no turning back he has born with an unknown and un advertised syndrome which he will take to the death something, a little gift for his chrilden to be spoiled with in their lives but he is still expected to act as normal as every body else when all the time, he puts his brave face on the adversity, and work his way up only to be stopped and force him to start again he is still expected to smile he is still expected to work he is still expected to act like everyone else he still expected to do something about it when he doesnt know whats gone wrong afterall its only PDD boy he just makes up his aspergers syndrome up [comments] => 1 [counter] => 153 [topic] => 39 [informant] => 01_zanzebar [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 2 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Grief )
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