Find better matches with our advanced
matching system

—% Match
—% Enemy


24 Brighton, MA Man


I’m looking for

  • Women
  • Ages 21–28
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating

My Details

Last Online
Jan 27
5′ 9″ (1.75m)
Body Type
A little extra
Hinduism, and very serious about it
Capricorn, but it doesn’t matter
Graduated from university
Less than $20,000
Relationship Status
Relationship Type
Might want kids

Similar Users

My self-summary
Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
I am going to be honest with you, as honest as any dating site will really allow for. So honesty, fudged a little in my favor, but I will try to keep this even.

I am smart, like, smart smart, smart in a way that is generally regarded as highly egotistical. I don't acknowledge it frequently because that's an asshole thing to do. Instead I will make obscure references and metaphors to things that you have probably never heard of, but I will act as if you do because I don't want to think that I know more than you necessarily.

I hate myself. It's a hatred borne of an alchemical mixture of upbringing, shit luck with girls (ahem), and a need to remain humble (not exactly good at it). And this hatred leads to a very important thing about me.

I am utterly ruthful, overly empathic and selfless to a fault.

And I consider those all to be detrimental traits.

Some people do the whole "I care too much" as a backhanded weakness, for me it is a genuine weakness, I care too much and I try too hard, and consequently I alienate a lot of people by my overbearing kindness and intense personality. There is no mystery to me, which is of course, for whatever reason completely a turn off.

I am not epically attractive, that isn't to say i'm not attractive, but I'm not attractive to warrant attention on here.

I am a FEMINIST, for sure, I believe in gender equality and evening out of gender roles in modern societies. On a more general note I believe that people should be judged by the contents of their characters, but it would be racist for me to deny the histories associated with dominated subgroups.

I consider myself Hindu (Hinjew, technically) and take it seriously, I do not believe I am right and I respect every belief system and path, but if you think you're path is the only one there will be problems. Every person's journey should be treated with respect.

I indulge in arts endlessly, I want to be an artist, I want to write like James Joyce and make music as shatteringly beautiful as Nick Drakes, I want to make movies with cinematographic and emotional Nuance of Andrei tarkovsky and I am working my way to that point. I am ambitious to a fault and I make no apology for it.

So where does that leave you?

Well, you can visit my profile, be turned off by my self assessment and never the twain shall meet, the majority of my viewers are people I message. I am not going to be upset by rejection, I'm too used to it to give it credence.

Or you can visit my profile and develop an interest on some level in me, get taken into a world that is intense, polite, and constantly spontaneously moving. I know who I am and I accept it freely, I don't know you, but I accept you whoever you are, because that is my belief, one I stick firmly to.

I am not being humorous for once, because even though humor is important to me, it is not helping my cause. And honestly, probably neither does this, but whatever.

Few more notes: I am a chatty cathy, if you start talking to me I willl talk back to you a lot, it doesn't mean I'm necessarily super into you, it just means I talk a lot and like making friends.

I am deeply self deprecating and extraordinarily sensitive, I will take what you say seriously and I will adjust accordingly or get deeply embarrassed if I make an ass out of myself.

My proclivities are anti-thetical to attractive (I smile a lot, i'm not sullen, i'm not mysterious) but I am not going to adjust them so I can make somebody like me.

That was a lot, why not read the rest of my profile? Or skip this all and read it, or something else.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Living the film school punchline, dancing and playing air guitar and singing in public, putting pretty words on paper or thinking about putting pretty words on paper

listening to 3000 albums andd blogging about it

writing the third draft of my novel and Nick Drake biopic, the second draft of my superhero screenplay, the first draft of a new feature, a short ergodic literature story and a slew of other things

Happy as i've ever been
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
Being stupidly passionate about things that interest me. Unconditional positive regard, warranted or not. Getting really wrapped up in whatever music I'm listening to. Rippin a fat slide riff so soulful aretha franklin would nod her head in approval
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
My blue eyes
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
A series of quotes from my favorite artists:
"In my dreams you're alive and you're crying, as your mouth moves in mine soft and sweet, rings of flowers round your eyes and I love you, for the rest of your life"

"And in the end, the love you take, is equal to the love you make"

"I robbed a local beauty contest, for their first place winner, they found her with me out in hollywood, eatin a big steak dinner, they tried to get her to come back, to pick up her prize, she stood up and told them, you just don't realize, that he's a gangster of love"

"I have a kindhearted woman, do anything this world for me"

"Nel Mezzo Del Cammin Di nostra Vita,
Mi ritrovai, per una selva oscura
Che la diritta, via era smaritta"

"You're tearing me apart lisa!" (Drama, dun dun dun)

"They're eating her, then they're going to eat me...Oh my GOOOOOOODDDDD"

"No sooner had the warm liquid mixed with the crumbs touched my palate than a shudder ran through me and I stopped, intent upon the extraordinary thing that was happening to me. An exquisite pleasure had invaded my senses, something isolated, detached, with no suggestion of its origin. And at once the vicissitudes of life had become indifferent to me, its disasters innocuous, its brevity illusory – this new sensation having had on me the effect which love has of filling me with a precious essence; or rather this essence was not in me it was me. ... Whence did it come? What did it mean? How could I seize and apprehend it? ... And suddenly the memory revealed itself. The taste was that of the little piece of madeleine which on Sunday mornings at Combray (because on those mornings I did not go out before mass), when I went to say good morning to her in her bedroom, my aunt Léonie used to give me, dipping it first in her own cup of tea or tisane. The sight of the little madeleine had recalled nothing to my mind before I tasted it. And all from my cup of tea"

"None of the religions were true, but they all had truth"

"Fame is but a fruit tree, so very unsound, it can never grow until it's stock is in the ground"

"And so sunday sat, in the saturday sun, and wept for a day gone by"

"A screaming comes from across the sky"

"There was once a hobbit who lived in a hole in the ground"

This is just a smattering of all the references I could lay on you, thick and weird as a clam chowder laced with acid (the metaphors, I got em)
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
My eyes, My ears, My tongue, My body, my nose, my mind
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
The fact that material reality is an illusion and that everything is worthy of love. I love everything intensely

Also infinitely recursive loops of self reference that get so mired in their infinite movement that I wonder how crazy you think I am reading this

And the fact that the overwhelming majority are not reading this
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
like descartes when he isn't thinking

The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
I have a lot of private things I'm willing to admit, you just have to ask first
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
because I messaged you, because really, and reading this was at least a moderately enjoyable experience, I know how I stand on this place, but hey, whatevs, I'm happy being a weirdo, though a lady friend would be nice