I am a reader and a writer. I don't really like dating... I prefer watching scary movies and laying on the ground drinking wine. I like adventures but am not great at planning them. I like things that are either old and english or magical. I like beautiful people and I like people who will teach me something that I want to know. I want to someday work in communications or be an editor. So, I suppose, if you're going to write to me... use impressive syntax and we'll be good friends. People think I have bad self-control until they get to know me. I have great self-control... I just rarely feel it's fitting to utilize that.

Oh, and I like opinionated people who are just as stubborn as I am. I like people who are kind of cynical and don't believe much. I like people who like to fight and throw things and break things sometimes. I understand that fighting isn't great at all but often fighting means you care and that's important to me. I like someone who will tell me no but give me whatever it is that I really want. A teacher, a student, an enemy, a confidant, a lover. I want someone to go live in the forest with or someone I don't have to wear shoes with or a magician or someone who works in the C.I.A. Or someone who wants the same kind of magic.

I graduated a few months ago and am in that stereotypical what-the-heck phase. Despite that generalized ennui, I am working full time and then working what is seemingly another full time job trying to find a new place to work that doesn't make me want to smack my boss. Very torn between throwing myself as hard as I can into a high-paced publicity or copy-writing career path, a latin or misc. ancient language program, writing a book of semi-memoir short stories or a poetic YA faerie-centric book, law school path or becoming a graveyard shift cocktail waitress in somewhere interesting like the only Eastside casino. Or maybe I'll get some highlighters and do it all.

I also just got a 1/2 husky, 1/4 shepherd, 1/4 wolf puppy. He is full of kisses and he's really making me try to figure out how to get my job to lay me off so that I can collect unemployment. OH! And the last two guys I met on here didn't want to hang out with my guinea pig post sex and I should've noticed that as a red flag. So if for some weird reason that sounds annoying/ not sexy/ not fun to you then just check out the like, similar users portion of this profile. Cool beans.

writing. I'd love to make it as a writer but I like beautiful things too much. I'm also incredibly tidy and organized. I'm good with all things to do with reading and grammar. I'm good with people if I'm in the mood. I'm responsible and incredibly loyal.

Edit: I really think it's a lie that I'm good with people. I've begun to realize that. Sorry for the false advertising. I will say the wrong thing at the wrong time. Sorry for that too. But, anyway, I'm fun and nice.

tend to be incorrect. They think I'm shy because I don't really talk at first but that's more because I'm too cynical and don't believe I'll like anybody. They also think that I'm either much younger or much older.

I don't have the patience for movies but like scary ones. I like punk rock, indie and some electronic music. I spent my childhood being hella punk rock (or at least that is literally how we referred to it), got super indie with straight leg jeans and stuff and then dated a DJ so now I'm just all confused. In a good way.

Rancid, Daft Punk, The Clash, Violent Femmes, Deadmau5, Arcade Fire, Boys Noize, Patrick Wolf, Soft Cell, Joy Division, Regina Spektor, New Order, The Cure, The Cardigans, Bright Eyes, Wolf Parade, The Knife, Iamamiwhoami, La Roux, Booka Shade, Paul Baribeau

I read everything from shampoo bottles to cereal boxes. But really.. I love Harry Potter. I love McSweeneys. Recently, I've been getting very interested in the occult. Everything from Franz Bardon to Crowley and I've been trying to get through the Kybalion.

I love pizza and sushi.

OH AND everyone who shares many interests with me also has this strange glassy-eyed fanatical love for Chuck Palahniuk. It's sad, over done, excessive. He has not written much of anything skilled and there is much better out there. Please no. Come on!

are the written word, human contact, intense
emotion, the rain, learning and sex.

everything. It never stops. Mostly love and magic though.

I also spend a really horrible amount of time thinking about what the actual right thing to say would have been. I always realize it like six hours later. I think about how I should get some credit for that at least. Y'know.

Oh. And now I'm certain that I'll spend an overwhelming amount of time thinking about how completely over-stated and contrived that exact same thought process I listed above is. I promise that's probably one of the least original things I've ever said. (And that that is one of the more conceited. Anyway.)

reading, talking or sleeping.

I should probably mention that I am the sort of person who rarely likes to go out. I do enjoy long walks and I do enjoy eating out or going to the bar but so often I would much prefer to just stay inside with a lover and read to each other or stay up late with a friend playing Mario Party and drinking wine.

The idea of home means a lot to me and I just really want to meet someone who wants to share a home with me. We can lay on the living room floor and play with my guinea pig. We can play scary video games and hold each other. You can read me lines from your favorite books and I can sing off key to the songs that we realize we both love so much while washing the dishes. I love the idea of all of our laundry falling around together in the dryer. Your socks wrapped up in my T-shirt and the way that each of us smells slowly melting together.

So, anyway, most people want to spend Fridays out and while, yes, I can totally enjoy this at times... I feel like there is really something to be said for the way I do it, too.

is that I'm not great with people. I push people away and tend to regret it. On the other hand, it's also unfortunate how dependent I can get. This question's a drag. Usually... I'm pretty awesome. Yeah, I'll admit that.

you are confident. Or have incredible grammar. And know that you can do anything and everything. Or love anything mysterious and occult. I want someone to push me into a lake in a way that won't make me hit them in the face. I want someone who is kind of into sex in public. I want someone to hide my head inside their clothes when everything makes me anxious.

You think you understand anything I've said. I keep having to delete parts of this because everybody reads between the lines until they've reached a completely confusing message.

I just want to date someone who will buy me flowers. Why will none of you buy me flowers?!