We talked for awhile until she wanted to tell me what happened between that ex-friend of mine (because I called it a first hand account of hell, I guess?). I got really sad (I actually starting crying and playing the song Hurt by Johnny Cash). She thought they were "opinions". I was verbally abused! I did not want to talk about it! I had to say bye because I didn't want to her to say any more crap like that! (She thought it was abuse because I'm making myself feel bad). She does not understand Aspeger's!
Abuse is not an opinion.
Oh yeah, that "ex"-friend (and his friends too!) wants me to get help. Excuse me?! I do not want HELP! I just want someone that will LOVE me, comfort me, etc.
If I can remember, here's some of the things my ex-friend has said:
"How many times have you used the word f*** in your research paper?"
"If you could have either, which would you choose: your birds or your car?"
"You'll become worst enemies with your dad."
"Let's commit suicide together."
He even made a joke about murdering my birds.
He told me why I couldn't sleep at night: he thought I was with my car all night and that my parents missed me.
He thought I was constantly driving 24/7.
He thought my car would break down at my college and that I'd yell: "F#$%&@&% piece of s$&*!!!!!!!!!!!"
My bird Shadow DIED and all he did was COMPLAIN.
He made fun of my home state, Oklahoma (verbatim):
"Oh yeah; I'm not going to call you Car Lover any more. I know you only drive out of necessity, and it's not your fault you live in Car Land (a.k.a. Oklahoma)."
"Over here, I don't need a car. In fact, I couldn't have one, because there's nowhere for students to park their cars! It's great

"It's completely retarded, Michelle, and you know it. Why are you planet-killing death boxes so precious to you Yanks?"
"*is shocked that Oklahoma's state seal doesn't have a car on [it?]*"
He even thought that a GOOSE'S HONKING WAS A CAR HONKING!!!!!
"I wouldn't be so unsettling with the thought of you controlling a car... if you knew how to control yourself but, since you got it when you could NOT control yourself, you'll always be Car Lover to me."
"I forgot. You don't like people, you prefer birds and cars... can't forget them!"
He's called me an it.
"Oh, yeah. Who are you sleeping with these days? Are you still with that driving instructor that got you pregnant? j/k." (NOT FUNNY)
"How are your birds? Do they drive little cars yet?"
"When you were one, and you sat in the corner on your own daycare, you probably looked out of the window at cars, wishing to drive them."
"I can just imagine what it's like at home. You're sitting at the dinner table with your family; you pick up the plate up and start holding it like a steering wheel (spilling all of your dinner). If you've descended into that...
"I guess it's the same at college. You take the clock off the wall when you're in class and you "drive" with it in front of the whole class. You just can't help it... because your instinct in life is to drive."
"I can imagine you making a pizza. Then, when it's finished, you realise 'OMG! THIS IS ROUND!' and then you 'drive' with it and it falls to the floor and as for the box it came in you do the same thing. 'I'm driving an Austin Allegro!!!! VROOOOOOOM!!!!"
"So, what do you want to do when you've finished at college? Not a fireman, I hope... you'll just wrap the hose into a circle and 'drive' with it. Or maybe not actually, you'll just drive the fire engine! But, all these 'driving' jokes aside, I guess you'd want a career that involves lots and lots of driving? Although, you could just do that whenever you want."
"*looks at boobs* HEY, THESE ARE ROUND

These four definitely hurt badly:
"You're also so fragile and so paranoid that you take offence to things that aren't intended to be offensive. I recommend getting psychological help."
"You're right...only you can change your personality. However, people can help you to do this."
"I have plenty of friends who think you need psychological help."
"Michelle, when we discussed this on MSN, you just signed off when you realised that I had a valid reason to dislike you. Weak. Coward."
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He thought I wanted to be a doctor just so I could DRIVE.
He posted this yesterday:
Wow. Just wow.
I said, "I'll only read/review them if you're nice to me, though." A couple of days later, I caught you saying nasty things about me behind my back.
There's no chance of me reading them now.
Such a hypocrite. He's never nice to me. I can't believe this idiot was my friend.
Sorry if some these aren't verbal abuse. I was just showing what an IDIOT he is.
-I have no way of contacting his parents
-He never LISTENS to me
-He doesn't understand me
-He doesn't know the true me
-He's a hypocrite as you can see above (apparently he's against racism)
-He never comforts me
-He just picks out faults
-Even his friends are rude to me
-He treats me like a piece of S***.
-When his friends abused me, he thought I deserved it
-He is obsessed with driving
-He is jealous of my driving
-I know that jealousy is a sign of immaturity and insecurity
-He got all worked up just because some people in Tulsa died in car wrecks
-He thought my ultimate death was going to be a car crash
-He thought that's all I wanted to do
-I've lost my ability to trust
-He can't control his emotions and goes in these wild bouts of anger (he gets angry easily)
-Another one of his friends that's really nice to me says that I'm better at controlling my emotions
-He got angry just because I didn't understand a review that he posted... here it is:
There's one thing about this that I don't get. They have to be careful not to step on butterflies for fear of changing history...but they're allowed to save someone's life? That changes history massively, to the extent that half the things in the story up to now wouldn't have happened! It's all a massive time paradox, and for that reason, I'd suggest avoiding time travel in the future.
There was a whole episode of Family Guy where Stewie, Brian and Mort go back in time and nothing changed when they went back into the future!
Stewie: All right, Brian, we'll go. But don't touch anything while we're there. Even stepping on a mosquito can cause a chain reaction that drastically alters the present.
Brian: Really?
Stewie: Nah. You can do whatever you want.
-All talks about is boring BS that I don't understand
-He's given me lectures about BS that I don't understand
-He doesn't understand how easily hurt I get
-He is suicidal:
"I'll mention you in my suicide note."
-He JUMPS to conclusions
-I've had to lie so he wouldn't figure that I went to my car to get something
-He used to be kind and loving
-He used to treat me like a human
-I used to wait for him to come online
-He used to not be so boring (he'd actually talk about stuff I loved!)
-He used to review all the time
-He used to comfort me