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24 Somerville, MA Gender Nonconforming, Non-binary

Gender Nonconforming, Non-binary

I’m looking for

  • Everyone
  • Ages 20–40
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex

My details

Last online
Yesterday – 3:57pm
Queer, Pansexual
5′ 3″ (1.60m)
Body type
Mostly vegetarian
Agnosticism, and laughing about it
Libra, but it doesn’t matter
Space camp
Rather not say
Doesn’t have kids, and doesn’t want any
Has dogs and likes cats
English (Fluently), French (Okay), Portuguese (Poorly), Irish (Poorly)

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My self-summary
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I want you to stop right now and take thirty seconds to think about something you're desperately passionate about and then message me and tell me what it is.

Refer to me by whichever pronouns make you happy. My theory on identity and relationships can be summed up by "fuck ontology" -- I'm concerned with experiencing the what and the how, not naming it, and I like letting things go where they may. I'm more into intimacy than sex per se. I find Myers-Briggs typology unforgivably reductive for this reason.

My canvas is college-ruled. I live for language. Prescriptivism grinds my gears.

It means "evergreen" in Irish. Now you know.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
Abiding by the campsite rule.

Sometimes I also QA software for a security company so companies don't half-ass protecting your data.

Trying to get my internal monologue to be in a voice that isn't Daria's.

Examining everyone's societal narratives. Mine, too.

Differentiating between stability and commitment. Relationships are always fluid and love follows no one's rules, but I want the people to be reliably there, whatever that means.
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
writing huge walls of text in short periods of time.
waxing poetic about nothing in particular.
pretending I'm not a hopeless romantic.
losing at snowball fights.
twice-weekly existential crises.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
I have no favourites; I have things that speak to me, that fill crevices in a sometimes-yawning expanse, that open and close doors, that hold my hands when I'm alone at night, and I have things that are just fun to run my ears and hands over. There's no most, there's different.

On the docket today:
The Partially Examined Life
Enthusiastic consent
No Animals We Could Name
Heidegger and what truth means
Basque lessons
Community & Gravity Falls
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.

Everything else descends from that.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
"The individual has always had to struggle to keep from being overwhelmed by the tribe. If you try it, you will be lonely often, and sometimes frightened. But no price is too high to pay for the privilege of owning yourself."
-- Friedrich Nietzsche

"'I am not an angel,' I asserted; 'and I will not be one till I die: I will be myself. Mr. Rochester, you must neither expect nor exact anything celestial of me - for you will not get it, any more than I shall get it of you: which I do not at all anticipate.'"
-- Charlotte Brontë, Jane Eyre

"Our lives disconnect and reconnect, we move on, and later we may again touch one another, again bounce away. This is the felt shape of a human life, neither simply linear nor wholly disjunctive nor endlessly bifurcating, but rather this bouncey-castle sequence of bumpings-into and tumblings-apart."
-- Sir Salman Rushdie, The Ground Beneath Her Feet

Ways to cheat the academic system and end up with a Ph.D. without having to sell my soul to Fannie Mae or commit myself to a lifetime of drudgery.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
shedding the confines of the corporeal body I wear during the work week and letting my aethereal protrusions rest and writhe freely in the gloam.

Otherworldly sentiences got to get paid, son.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
If you quote Tom Robbins at me, I'm easier than Go Fish. (Googling Tom Robbins and throwing a random quote into a message hoping to get laid does not count.)

I don't like red meat.

I happily cohabitate with my ex-partner. I am resolutely nonmonogamous. I spend time with whoever makes me happy.
You should message me if
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you can't believe you read the whole thing.

you understand that I probably don't want to fuck you.

you have more empathy than a goldfish, observe what's going on around you, and aren't a fucking narcissist.

If you send me an overtly sexual or blatantly stalkery message, I will screenshot your bullshit and post it on Twitter with a caption about what a worthless clot of shit you are for wasting my time. I won't blur your username, either. Consider yourself warned. Messages trying to be clever about this are subject to the same treatment.