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My self-summary
Two fish are sitting in a tank. One looks at the other and says "you know how to drive this thing?"

That's me as interpretive humor.
What I’m doing with my life
I like to cruise OKC every now and then to remind myself that not only is there is no place on Earth that I belong, but that I am fundamentally unlovable, and that all the things that make up the American life - love, family, acceptance, success - are forever lost to me, that any hope of participation in any real, positive interaction is but the dream of a fool.

I also mentor young adults.
I’m really good at
Eating and crying while watching Dr. Who.
The first things people usually notice about me
Usually my eyes. And their thousand yard stare, devoid of hope, deep limpid pools of soul crushing despair, that can see the inexorable flow of time around us, filled with the knowledge that each moment is a futile grasp at permanence in a temporary world filled with lies and fairy tales, a yellow brick road that leads us to the self delusions that hide the inevitable march towards meaningless death and ultimately being completely erased, Gods and Queens alike, by an indifferent universe that will collapse under its own entropy, rendering existence not only irrelevant, but cruel for all its bright brevity.

That and my smile.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I'm a nerd. Let's leave it at that.
Six things I could never do without
Anxiety, self loathing, indulgent melancholia, feral, impotent rage, the ability to disappoint so, so many people, and pie.
I spend a lot of time thinking about
What a damn shame it is that my life has been such a waste of everyone's time.
On a typical Friday night I am
Rewatching Lost, with the knowledge that although I'd like to think I'm Jack, or Charlie, or at least Hurley, I'm probably Arzt or heaven forfend, Michael.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I have the emotional availability of a rail gun.
You should message me if
No one should message me. Ever. THE FATE OF THE UNIVERSE DEPENDS ON IT. I guess if you're an oversexed punk rock nerd tomboy with a thing for fat old guys and emotional damage, you might give it a whack.
The two of us