The coolest thing about being autistic is that it’s a sort of universal get-out-of-jail card AND a VIP pass everywhere since everyone’s impression about autism is that disorder that makes you a screeching unspoken weirdo, and you can leverage that to your advantage like 9/10 times.
And that kids is how I managed to see Giancarlo Espocito by saying that I was Pau’s caretaker. (He waved at me)
Since we're no longer dating, we could definitely pull a White Stripes and claim we're sisters because how lookalike we are and since we kinda shared last names.