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Caliguloves

21 F Berkeley, CA

I’m looking for

  • Girls who like girls
  • Ages 18–40
  • Near me
  • For new friends, casual sex

My Details

Last Online
Yesterday – 5:16pm
Orientation
Gay
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 10″ (1.78m)
Body Type
Thin
Diet
Strictly anything
Smokes
Sometimes
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Sometimes
Religion
Atheism, and laughing about it
Sign
Cancer, but it doesn’t matter
Education
Working on university
Job
Student
Income
Relationship Status
Open relationship
Relationship Type
Mostly non-monogamous
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids
Pets
Likes dogs and likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), Serbian (Fluently), C++ (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
A dweeby sasspile successfully masquerading as a charming Cool Kid™.

Despite that dazzling line (and this not-so-dazzling sarcasm), gotta say I'm not really sure that human beings can encapsulate the entirety of themselves in a "self-summary." Doesn't that feel kinda icky, a tad like a meat-market? I'd rather we actually talked as human beings than sold each other on how fantastic we are.

I'm trans (PGPs she/her). It's a big part of who I am, but it doesn't define me. A one-trick-pony I am not.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
dry humor, holding a conversation, tenuous self-assurance, self-awareness, articulation

petting kitties, skin care, showing appreciation, writing love letters, shopping, ill-advised shopping, doing cute shit, making profound nail polish choices, push-pinning shit and/or art to my walls as decoration

smoking, backrubs, oral sex, sublimely mixing 'vulnerable' with 'uninhibited,' sounding like a pretentious narcissist
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Irreverently pink hair.

Cute smile. Long eyelashes. Eyes that're mostly green yet have a strong ring of brown around the pupil (central heterochromia). That I hold eye contact easily and often.

That I'm queer as all hell, an intersectional feminist, and a bit of an unapologetic misandrist.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
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Books: The Little Prince, Catch-22, This Side of Paradise, A Clockwork Orange, King Lear, Bloodchild, The Plague, The Stranger, The Absence of Nectar, The Strange Case of the Dog in the Night Time, Death of a Salesman, Logicomix.

Movies: Wadjda, Kumaré, Kiki's Delivery Service, Spirited Away, A Separation, Bikur Ha-Tizmoret (The Band's Visit), Les Amours Imaginaires, Hedwig and the Angry Inch, Moonrise Kingdom, Through a Glass Darkly, Ma vie en rose, Igby Goes Down, Perfume: The Story of a Murderer, Boys Don't Cry, Omar, Monster, Brokeback Mountain, Airplane, Persepolis, Ničija Zemlja, Apocalypse Now, Life of Brian, The Incredibles, everything will be okay.

TV Shows: Breaking Bad, Futurama, Bob's Burgers, Lost Girl, Black Mirror, Orange is the New Black, Southland, The Good Wife, Portlandia, Grandma's House, The Office, Adventure Time, Cowboy Bebop

Music: Kid Sister, Mac Dre, E-40, Keak Da Sneak, Andre Nickatina, Talib Kweli, Die Antwoord, Missy Elliott, Lady Sovereign, Lupe Fiasco, Screaming Females, The Pretty Reckless, Cage the Elephant, Halestorm, The Raincoats, Blackmill, the xx, RJD2, Purity Ring, Crystal Castles, Grimes, Air, Waxahatchee, Excision, Datsik

Food: Indian. Caribbean grill. Tea (ginger+hibiscus+honey), biscuits optional. Milk chocolate. Fresh fruit. Staccato writing.
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
1.) A reusable water bottle: Conserving natural resources; same reason I recycle my jokes!

2.) The 666 hat - which I lost like an idiot on BART. 'So it goes.'

3.) Vulnerability: it's my lifeblood.

4.) M-theory: my lens for reflecting on life.

5.) Counting to six accurately.

6.) Misdirection.

7.) Irony.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
Why we all put, commas, where they really, just shouldn't, go.

gender, intersectional feminism, the patriarchy, class privilege, white privilege, cis privilege, polyamory, life aspirations, cats, which possessions to pin to my walls, the next ridiculous/awesome/wordless outfit I'll feel like wearing, how a polar bear's fur is transparent rather than white, where I'll get my next chocolate fix, making lists on post-it notes, whether the color of my water bottle really reflects who I am, where my third piercing should go (philtrum?), what my first tattoo should be, and not one more single thing more.

This thingy (Brene Brown's beautiful TED Talk on vulnerability).

Or this one (Julia Pott's incredible little 7-minute film, Belly).
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
people, places, fun; sounds, lights, substances

obligatory 420 mention, joke, funny

Formatting things
badly.

Getting angry about slut-shaming, body-shaming, STD-shaming, and whore-shaming. Fuck that noise.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Whether it's petting a cat or hugging a person, contact is my ambrosia.
You should message me if
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You feel like it. I want to hear what you have to say. :)