dear anon,

i have received your further three asks that armchair diagnose me as autistic yet again. don’t worry! i know, you think i’m autistic. i got the idea the first sixteen times you told me. it almost seems like you don’t understand when you’ve successfully communicated an idea so you can stop repeating it. weird!

i can’t help but notice that none of your messages contain anything resembling any concrete disagreement with me whatsoever. you accuse me repeatedly of ignoring all the valid arguments you’re making, yet you’ve forgotten to make one! please correct this error and include an argument next time, so i can ignore it properly.

you concluded by deeming me “bad at life”. perhaps i should learn from your example, and proclaim my intellectual superiority over complete strangers for refusing to acknowledge arguments i never made, while hiding behind the comfortable shroud of anonymity so no one can ever link my own words back to me, freeing me from ever being responsible for anything i say. is this the formula for “success”? please do write in and let me know.

looking forward to hearing from you again, and again, and again,
eevee
xoxoxo