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fagbrat

24 F Oakland, CA

My Details

Last Online
Today – 1:25pm
Orientation
Bisexual
Ethnicity
Hispanic / Latin
Height
5′ 3″ (1.60m)
Body Type
Diet
Smokes
Yes
Drinks
Socially
Drugs
Religion
Sign
Capricorn, and it matters a lot
Education
Job
Income
Relationship Status
Open relationship
Relationship Type
Non-monogamous
Offspring
Pets
Speaks
English (Fluently), Spanish

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My self-summary
my charm carries over a ton better in person. i don't really know how to talk to people on these fucking things.

queer. xicana.
capricorn sun/libra rising/scorpio moon.

i am convinced there is a drake song that corresponds to each & every one of my emotions.
What I’m doing with my life
i do a lot of cool (dumb) shit.
I’m really good at
- downing copious amounts of whiskey.
- spending money i don't have to go to a show in a city that i probably can't afford to drive to.
- getting made fun of.
- changing lyrics in songs to fit the current dumb thing i'm doing.
- calling people out.
- punching hella problematic white people.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
books are great. (i've never read anything by bukowski, vonnegut, kerouac, whoever the fuck is supposed to be cool. oh, and catcher in the rye is fucking terrible). movies are things i usually watch when i have more than a hour to kill. i only watch tv via netflix bc tvs are expensive. MAC & CHEESE and PIZZA are the only food i need.

music: any 80's & 90's r&b/freestyle will always get an infinite amount of plays by me. beyoncé is god.

as far as bands go: aye nako, hop along, fucking dyke bitches, rocket from the crypt, sleater-kinney, songs for moms, blackbird raum, hail seizures, high dive, pinback, rvivr, cheap girls, cursive, defiance ohio, bratmobile, the softies, paul baribeau, sharkpact, bomb the music industry!, the thermals, good luck, andrew jackson jihad, star fucking hipsters, minus the bear, broken social scene, joyce manor & lemuria.
The six things I could never do without
- my bed.
- mac & cheese.
- feelings.
- pizza.
- my car, margot.
- my transcendent sense of fucking humor.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
- WHAT AM I GOING TO EAT???
- where the fuck i put my keys last because i always seem to lose them.
- if what i have to do next requires pants.
- mac & cheese.
- decolonizing feminism.
- cute people.
- what the universe has in store for me.
On a typical Friday night I am
i'm usually trying to convince my friends that they should either:

a) come out to a shitty dive bar with me so i can immerse them in the ridiculous stories of my day and/or life while i try not to spill my stella artois (because the only fancy thing about me is that i drink stella artois) all over my face.

or b) go to a show with me to see a band they probably don't like, but make them go because i reiterate the fact that they most likely don't have anything better to do besides watch old episodes of pretty little liars on netflix.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
i am a diehard sports fan. secret's out: i'm not punx.
I’m looking for
  • Everybody
  • Ages 21–40
  • Near me
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex
You should message me if
- yr a (q)poc. it is surprisingly hard to get away from white people in oakland.
- you have a high tolerance for brattiness.
- you wanna drink whiskey w me.
- you don't suck.

DON'T MESSAGE ME IF:
- yr white and dumpster.
- yr white and have dreads.
- you think reverse racism is actually a thing.
- you proudly call yrself an "ally."
- you don't like drake or beyoncé.