I am exploring a period of celibacy to focus on other aspects of my identity and intimacy.
I am a glutard.
Correct usage of homonyms is extremely important to me.
I'm loud, outspoken, blunt, and bitchy. People tell me I'm really funny. I like to laugh. I make a conscious choice to believe that people are inherently good and honest, despite overwhelming evidence to the contrary. I'm like an armadillo. I'm enjoy tattoos and piercings if they're tasteful. I am so socially awkward it is painful to watch. Four-square rocks my socks. My family is made for the most part, blood has little to do with who I hold allegiance with. I like to sleep. Sometimes, I dance around the house with my dogs in my underwear making up songs to sing to them. I like big words. I love boardgames and card games. I am fae and otherkin. I'm an individual just like everyone else. I am non-monogamous. I think a lot about being a good person. I identify as sexual and fancy myself a lady. I find inappropriately long naps in public places immensely satisfying. I describe myself as a hedonistic pagan. I consider my hair as an arts and crafts project. I tend to make up words that fit the situation as needed. I am a Whovian. I like to think. I am a highly sensitive person, but generally low maintenance. I wish there was an option for Religion: Other and sometimes serious about it. I like to dance. I'm dyslexic and therefore cannot spell. If I can't decide what I'm going to wear I will wear a ball gown, it's a rule in my life. I can feel my mastery of punctuation slipping from my grasp without the reinforcement of forced formal writing. I find myself attempting to identify what bar a picture was taken in by the back ground. I'm silly.
I believe that the point of living in these bodies is to really experience humanity, all of it. There are so many experiences that are unique to here, and I want to experience them all in great gory detail. I want to squeeze every drop out of my time.
I would rather be known as a kind person than an intelligent person.
I love my dog more than I love you.
I am trying to figure out where I fall in the spectrum of non-monogamy/ polyamory. This changes dramatically depending on how secure I feel.
I every relationship I need to feel,
I refuse to settle for anything less than spectacular anymore.
I want people to leave me better than when I found them.
Sometimes, I message smiles to people, because I want them to know that their momentary impact on my existence made me smile.
I am an unabashed letch, uncomfortably honest, and charmingly lewd.