“… It’s hilarious when people I meet online snap back in a heartbeat at what I’ve got to say about topics I take very seriously without even considering them. Even going so far as to tell me to fuck off whenever I call them out on their bullshit.”
“Because what I’ve said was nothing but the truth.”
“And the truth hurts, doesn’t it.”
“If you’re gonna be like that, then don’t talk shit about things you know little about in the first place; you’ve got no right to talk about that kind of shit if you yourself are just as ignorant as the rest. Do your research first, Einsteins; then come back when you’ve got the gumption to let go of pointless bickering and actually use your brains for once.”
“Know what the fuck you’re talking about. Don’t be pretentious. Don’t make lame-ass excuses; if you don’t know the answer, just say so. There’s no shame in admitting it. But keep that up and you’ll all just make complete fools of yourselves in front of someone who actually knows this shit and more.”
A twirl of his pen, he chuckles noiselessly. Mirthlessly.
“… Hah. And yet when these people finally get to meet me in real life and know who I am, it’s like they do a complete 180. How fucking cheap.”
