First of all, since this is more important than my dislike of bad literature, I will not automatically talk about sex with you. I don't want to divulge my greatest sexual experience with a complete stranger. I like to talk about it, but when you open a conversation with "Let's talk about sex," you make me want to vomit. Learn what a segue is. Also, winks=creepy. Don't wink at me. If I ever wink at you, it is because we've reached friend status and I'm mocking the act. And lastly in the category of "first," READ MY WHOLE PROFILE. Seriously. It says "New Friends" on the sidebar. Don't flirt with me when I'm only here for new friends. Maybe, after we become friends, something sparks, then you can disregard the "New Friends" thing. But as acquaintances, there will be no "so do u wanna meet n fool around?" crap. Got it?
All that said, I'm extremely open about a lot of things, but I can be extremely discreet. I'm a walking contradiction, mainly because our binary system of language doesn't provide for who I really am, but that's sort of a pretentious statement to make. Eh, I'm going to make it anyway.
Okay, so, here's the run-down: I'm not sweet. I'm not nice. Generally. I'm brutally honest, I don't do romance (I find it sickening), I prefer people who are upfront and obvious about what they want. I only like wordplay for the purpose of wordplay, not wordplay when things need to get said. Beating around the bush is obnoxious.
Also, when I say I'm eccentric, I mean it. It's easy to dampen it through Internet talk, but in person, I'm highly likely to just completely go off on a different subject that I think relates to what we're talking about. And I use big words, so please be able to handle that. If I hear one more person tell me "I'm dumb, you can't use big words around me," I will explode. Ask me what it means; I'll be more than happy to tell you (it gives me a feeling of self-righteous accomplishment).
When I talk to someone, especially on something as impersonal as the Internet, I am going to be extremely genuine (if a person can be more than genuine). I demand that everyone else be genuine, too. Otherwise, how will I ever know who you are?
Also, pet names make me sicker than romance. Like, I absolutely hate them, and that includes ones like "cutie, baby, sweetie" and the like. Seriously. I have a name. Use it.
I am eccentric, fearless, and frightening