I am experienced, jaded, and hopelessly romantic.
My Self-Summary
I'm not very easily self-summarized. My life kinda sucks these days
and I'm just looking for friends, although I'm always ready for the
right person to fall in my lap. I don't take these online profiles
very seriously, and neither should you.
What I’m doing with my life
Whatever I'm doing, one day at a time
I’m really good at
being vague.
Remembering shit that nobody else does, and forgetting what
everyone remembers.
Becoming like other people if I am around them a lot.
The first things people usually notice about me
I tend to think it's my face. And that I am stealing your
face.
I think they usually do realize that I am female too.
My favorite books, movies, music, and food
Books, I love books. Cruddy by Lynda Barry. Everything.
I like to watch movies with people. Whatever is cool.
I love a lot of music ( of montreal, gorillaz, leftover
crack/choking victim/morningglory, system of a down, they might be
giants, animal collective, gogol bordello, the distillers, monster
movie, bob marley, velvet underground, the yeah yeah yeahs,
radiohead, etc.)
Sushi, fruit, smoothies, ice cream. Colorful food.
The six things I could never do without
intelligent conversation (stimulation),
sleep/dreams(escape/fantasy), hope for the future ("goals"),
memories of the past (subtext), having someone(s) who is/are "there
for me" (security), and a car to escape in (and an endless amount
of petrol)
I spend a lot of time thinking about
All the people that I've felt really close to at some point in my
life who are now practically strangers.
The select few that didn't decide to become strange.
Space and time and universes and alternate dimensions and
spirituality and legends and reincarnation and human consciousness
as a whole.
A certain person in my life whom I believe is my soulmate but
neither of us have really got it together enough to stick it out
for life.
The world of addiction and recovery.
What I can do to try to improve myself.
138.138.138.
On a typical Friday night I am
not sure what day it is.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit here
That the private things I've admitted here in the past were more
for attention than anything else. Don't believe everything you read
on the internet.
I am not attracted to anyone until I meet them in person. Yes, the
collection of pixels that is a picture of you may be nice-looking,
and words on a screen can be alluring, but I still don't want to
have sex with you, or talk about it, or even have you mention the
idea of sex with me before we've even met. And you should also be
smart enough to know when it's okay to bring up in person, too. One
of my main pet peeves is guys on here who think the way to score is
to find a babe on the internet and say "hey, cup size? open to
casual?" (direct quote from an EXTREME loser) NO, this is not an
open invitation to troll me, either. YOU are what gives the rest of
the male population a bad reputation, don't think that you are
normal.
You should message me if
you feel like you'd actually have things in common with me and we'd
get along.