I have, what could be called, a staggeringly vast aspect of my person... ality.

I'm looking for a girl with a great ass... piration or two. Y'know a girl with drive. Also a butt that's like "daaaaaaaamn."

Endeavoring ever towards med school and beyond. Seeking the fleeting perfection of a dance. Fumbling the beautiful conflagration of a metaphor that is literally on fire, oh my god, it's literally on fire, well not literally, it's like it's on fire which is a simile about a metaphor about... things?

...

Let's start over. Hi, I'm monosyllabic proper noun and I dance and read and cook and talk. Just like a robot that does all those things, but not a robot at all! Despite all my best efforts. Well, efforts, let's not get ahead of ourselves. Effort. I have emotions and the feels sometimes, mostly they're of incessant dread or hunger, but sometimes they're wordless manifestations of the wonder of the universe.

things... I'm really good at things.

:?

The problem with things is that you forget the content and experience over time, but historically I've enjoyed things that are sci-fi, fantasy, Russian, electronic, [procedural] comedy crime dramas, fantasy historical geopolitical, amalgamations.

Sleep
Nourishment
Dancing
Blood of unicorns
Persistent present tense 3rd person narration
Tritones, both musical and personal

pew pew- lasers! That make noise for some reason!

Chillin' with other writhing bodies.

I wish there were an emoticon that fully captures the essence of the Buddy Christ. Hold that fleeting emoticon in your mind and apply it liberally all over what you've just read.

you have access to fresh unicorns, Narwhals need not apply.