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Fellie_Oak

22 F Brighton, United Kingdom

My Details

Last Online
Jul 17
Orientation
Bisexual
Ethnicity
White
Height
6′ 0″ (1.83m)
Body Type
Skinny
Diet
Mostly vegan
Smokes
No
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Sometimes
Religion
Atheism, and laughing about it
Sign
Leo, and it’s fun to think about
Education
Dropped out of university
Job
Unemployed
Income
Less than $20,000
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Doesn’t have kids, but wants them
Pets
Likes cats
Speaks
English (Fluently), German (Poorly)

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My self-summary
Urgh. God...no, really, please...arrrgh....wurrr! The pits, I just, awww no...really? Again? No, anything but...arrrgh.....and here I am :D
What I’m doing with my life
Life is what happens *around* what you do...besides, what it's doing to me is *far* stickier...
I’m really good at
Listening, hoarding, cleaning, piano, complaining, being silent, making mess, philosophy, hugging ^>^ kissing ^>^ nuzzling...and burrowing! :D Oh, losing shit that was RIGHT THERE....turning valuable things into Floor Junk, um, being nice? I hope... :D Being a friend...loyalty...compassion...honesty, generosity...magic... ;) Ooo! Palmistry...um...naming inanimate objects, tree huggles ^>^ Inventing "food"...tree huggles again ^>^
The first things people usually notice about me
The binoculars (what, I'm not the first person to put that? Awww :( )...um...my uncomfortableness...my explosive diarrh...I mean, I'm calm. Really calm. Shy, insecure, terrified of more than one new person at a time but calm as a pile of coat hangers.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Film?In Absentia...less of a humourous attempt but...really, it's jolly good. Um...music has to be Stanchinsky...followed by Bach and Alkan...food? Nothing beats nothing like an imaginary kumquat. Mmmm...books? Like, with words 'n shit? Probs. Only Revolutions...
The six things I could never do without
My best friend.
The knowledge that somewhere there is probably a cat in a Wellington.
My Cello dearest.
Oxygen (haha...ha...alright, fuck you! :D) and water (hoho...ho...chortle...chor...nothing wrong with a bit of obtuse humour, is there? Nothing like a good laugh to rid the nostrils of the ever present scent of decay and desperation that we call this shameful ballet of life, each morbid step closer to the grave being only that sickening reminder more of how infinitely far left there is to go...so..um...piss off :D ), not to mention food.....and cats in Wellingtons ^>^
Piano.
Love (queer, mayhaps, but you try and deny it :D )
The ability to count.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Metaphysical properties and the fundamental rules of existence. And toast. And Toast. Sometimes the clear superiority of Camembert (how do you get a bear out of a tree :D ...no? Cheddar luck next time?) over brie but, pfft, who doesn't?
On a typical Friday night I am
Loathing humanity for its sheer inability to figure out: what's brown and sticky?
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I'm a pre-operative trans-bender :D
I’m looking for
  • Everybody
  • Ages 18–81
  • Located anywhere
  • For new friends
You should message me if
You're bored...or sad...I really am more of a listener than anything else...that's one of the dullest things anyone can say but, pfft, I'm just dull :D