Autist, Effloresced

Tism-blessed, information-obsessed, unusually dressed, eternally socially stressed, self-imposed house arrest in a nestled cave in protest, like a woman regressed, and likely possessed.

A retrogressed absentest pest convalesced after an inquest second-guessed my overcompressed sagittal crest.

Awkward made manifest, I begrudgingly acquiesced to comply with the warrant for my arrest to be your effervesced, phosphoresced, zesty fest guest. But I'll likely transgress against unclearly expressed vexations if pressed, or tested upon request.

At your behest, I confess this professed assessment is finessed entirely in jest; I just needed to get that off my chest, unsuppressed.

All my best.

Sincerely,

~The Often Misaddressed Sveltest Excessed Autist, Effloresced

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