I'm on OKCupid so I can meet guys who want to either be my friend or go out on dates. And see if we like each other. And then maybe have some sex. And then, if that goes well, go out on more dates. I'm OK with casual dating. But I'm going to get to know the next person I sleep with before I sleep with them. And I'm going to like them a lot. And they're going to like me.
In other words: If you wanna hit it and quit it, we're probably not looking for the same thing. Anything outside of just hook-ups, in the casual realm of "I want to meet you and see if I like you, and if I do, I might wanna hang out again" is totally my bag.
When I feel something deeply, I clutch my chest. I am always late, unless someone comes to my house, and drags me out of it. I have two kinds of clothes: pretty dresses that show off my curves and "things covered in paint". I can't sleep unless I'm wearing red.
When you ask me how I'm doing, I always tell the truth. Usually it involves my feelings and ends with you cracking up. I see the upside in every situation. I love chocolate and glitter. I'll drink tequila, but I'd rather have wine or whiskey.
I'm ferociously loyal, and really good at listening to anyone in trouble. Even people I don't like. I try to give everyone the benefit of the doubt. But I also gently call people on their shit. With a smile.
I live in a tiny studio alone, sans my cats; Chester and Tigger are completely gay for each other. And they make-out. A lot.
My apartment is always a mess. I work for myself; painting and writing. So, there are piles of art and clothes everywhere.
Sometimes people use my laugh to find me at a party, or in a neighborhood. It booms.