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Opiuminjars
27 / M / gay / Single
Portland, Oregon
Awards (2)
The Skinny
- Last Online
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- Ethnicity
- Black
- Height
- 5' 10" (1.77m).
- Body Type
- Rather not say
- Looking For
- New friends, Short-term dating, Activity partners, Long-distance penpals
- Smokes
- No
- Drinks
- Desperately
- Drugs
- Never
- Religion
- Agnosticism and laughing about it
- Sign
- Leo and it’s fun to think about
- Education
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- Job
- Student
- Income
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- Kids
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- Pets
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- Languages
- English (Fluently), French, Maori
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Your Notes
Edit your notesI am a saucy, but lovable strumpet, and how..
My Self-Summary
If I ever got a tramp stamp, it'd be of Leviticus 20:13, because I
believe that irony pleases God.
If I were a taste, I'd probably be grapefruit.
And I dreamt, once, that Neptune, the God of the Sea, wanted to have sex with me in a stranger's backyard pool. And it turned out to be the best sex I've ever had, real or not. But I felt pretty shitty afterwards about the fact that, as God of the Sea, he could have taken me to pretty much ANY body of water and [known] me -- and he took me to some random backyard pool? It was rectangular and blue, and perfectly generic in every way. How fucking cheap! I was totally used.
And so anyway, now I don't believe in anything.
If I were a taste, I'd probably be grapefruit.
And I dreamt, once, that Neptune, the God of the Sea, wanted to have sex with me in a stranger's backyard pool. And it turned out to be the best sex I've ever had, real or not. But I felt pretty shitty afterwards about the fact that, as God of the Sea, he could have taken me to pretty much ANY body of water and [known] me -- and he took me to some random backyard pool? It was rectangular and blue, and perfectly generic in every way. How fucking cheap! I was totally used.
And so anyway, now I don't believe in anything.
What I’m doing with my life
Slowly skulking up the stairs of academe's ivory tower, in hopes of
one day exploding it from the inside.
I’m really good at
Sliding by on charm.
The first things people usually notice about me
Slidingness. Charmingness. Actually, I think most people's first
reaction to me in person follows something along the lines of: How
is that voice coming out of that skinny little white boy?
My favorite books, movies, music, and food
Authors: Anais Nin, Camille Paglia, Virginia Woolf, Jean
Toomer, William Faulkner, Djuna Barnes, Sylvia Plath, Christopher
Moore, William S. Burroughs, Dr. Seuss. When it comes to Sufi
mystic poets, I'd take Hafiz over Rumi ANY FUCKING DAY -- but
Rumi's still okay. Pablo Neruda makes me cry.
Music: Florence & the Machine, La Roux, The Knife, Jose Gonzales, Sharon Jones, Irma Thomas, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, The Gossip, Bat for Lashes, Jeff Buckley, Sufjan Stevens, The Black Keys, Sleater-Kinney, Gillian Welch, Antony & The Johnsons, Amy Winehouse, Cat Power, Portishead, Nina Simone, Squirrel Nut Zippers, Billie Holiday, The Beatles, Fiona Apple, PJ Harvey, Iron and Wine, Azure Ray, The Shirelles, Bettye LaVette.
Foods: I subsist entirely on high-fructose (don't EVEN give me that low-fructose shit!) corn syrup.
Music: Florence & the Machine, La Roux, The Knife, Jose Gonzales, Sharon Jones, Irma Thomas, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, The Gossip, Bat for Lashes, Jeff Buckley, Sufjan Stevens, The Black Keys, Sleater-Kinney, Gillian Welch, Antony & The Johnsons, Amy Winehouse, Cat Power, Portishead, Nina Simone, Squirrel Nut Zippers, Billie Holiday, The Beatles, Fiona Apple, PJ Harvey, Iron and Wine, Azure Ray, The Shirelles, Bettye LaVette.
Foods: I subsist entirely on high-fructose (don't EVEN give me that low-fructose shit!) corn syrup.
The six things I could never do without
1. My synaesthesia.
2. A fierce, burning hatred, whose output of light and heat is greater than all but the divine throne of God himself, for Post-structuralist thought.
3. Caffeine.
4. Witty friends.
5. My glasses.
6. Books. Because they're like witty friends, but less demanding.
2. A fierce, burning hatred, whose output of light and heat is greater than all but the divine throne of God himself, for Post-structuralist thought.
3. Caffeine.
4. Witty friends.
5. My glasses.
6. Books. Because they're like witty friends, but less demanding.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
How "little" things like vocal intonation and body language can
profoundly affect others' perceptions of you.
And how to use such knowledge to take over the world.
One smile at a time.
And how to use such knowledge to take over the world.
One smile at a time.
On a typical Friday night I am
Biting my nails and being shifty.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
I'll admit two private things:
1. I believe you can judge a hell of a lot about a book by its cover. Like its age, price, size, target demographic, and how many times it's been picked up and fingered through.
2. I am not at all -- apparently uniquely of all internet profile-writers ever, and though I can sometimes fake it well enough -- "laid-back." I have the heart-rate, excitable nature, and libido of a rabbit. Or several rabbits.
1. I believe you can judge a hell of a lot about a book by its cover. Like its age, price, size, target demographic, and how many times it's been picked up and fingered through.
2. I am not at all -- apparently uniquely of all internet profile-writers ever, and though I can sometimes fake it well enough -- "laid-back." I have the heart-rate, excitable nature, and libido of a rabbit. Or several rabbits.
You should message me if
1. Your profile cutely and cleverly mentions in its self-summary
section how much you hate self-summary sections because OMG
"everybody hates these things" and newayz it's, like, totally way
hard to condense yourself down to just a few sentences.
And/or
2. If you were a taste, you'd probably be gin.
And/or
2. If you were a taste, you'd probably be gin.
