So, I'm schizoaffective and autistic and it's hard finding an audience for my writing because it's so wacky and zany that the average person can't keep up. I pretty much just be myself and more often than not I get shit on by some normie because I didn't use some tripe convention like proper grammar in favor of breaking the fourth wall with my metadiscourse. My writing is like a psychedelic cumshot that warps the fabric of space and time.

But, getting serious (or as serious as my broken brain will allow), I'm a master at what I do; I use my talents as a megalomaniac wordsmith to teach philosophy, spirituality, and mental health to fellow schizophrenics and others who are on the fringe of culture. I'm so good that I have accumulated a hundred forty-three followers in a year. Can you say famous?

That's nothing, though. Before this account, I formed a sex cult on Reddit and got the same number of followers in just two months. The FBI didn't like what I was doing, however. Protip: don't post about fucking your dead, dismembered sister ad nauseum to find other freaks with incest fetishes. I mean, it works; I made plenty of friends with weirdos on my wavelength. I just got v& and had to spend a week in the hospital, which was actually great because I was homeless at the time and I had run out of money thanks to my meth habit. 

But, anyways, what was I saying? Fucked if I know. I guess I just wanted to share what being a truly unique snowflake is like. It wasn't easy getting this way, but I thank the CIA for helping me along the way.