Smart, mildly hostile, sober (I only use "smart" here as a negative when in tandem with the latter qualities...as I've noticed that they sometimes can have the capability of concocting a somewhat anti-social mix), in a perpetual state of existential crisis, neurotic, misanthropic, opinionated, self-aggrandizing, pedantic, cynical, and...let's see...I feel like I'm forgetting something...no...impossible, because I never forget anything (stubborn?).
Now...don't you wish that everybody would just come clean right out the gate? Maybe not. Maybe you've clicked "back" already. And that's fine...preferred even...go on witcha bad self. We're all human (for whatever that's worth these days...shudder...), and anybody who has taken the time to get to know me well knows that while the above statements may in fact hold a little bit of weight from time to time (and bear in mind, the self is it's own worst critic), they're overshadowed by the refreshing fact that I'm not willing to hide from truth of any kind...as well as being overshadowed by all of my actually good qualities...which are of course ample, as I probably wouldn't be comfortable debasing myself on a "dating" site if I wasn't confident that I am indeed a very sweet, polite, self-compassionate, loyal, and socially conscious person with quite a big heart. Oh, and if you fail to understand why the notion of somebody completely debasing themselves on a dating site that one usually attempts to "sell" themselves on is hillarious, or at least clever, I'm uncertain that we'd get along particularly well in the first place. Smooches. Go ahead...read on. I'll be good now.