29Brooklyn, United States
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My self-summary
Scholastic integrity on the streets, unmoderated youtube comment section in the sheets.
What I’m doing with my life
Trying to walk the fine line between sardonic and charming.

Plastering the walls of my apartment with guitars and posters of outer space.

Naming birds I get a vibe from. Having intense conversations with bodega cats.

I used to be an aspiring artist, but now I'm just an artist with a day job. Still aspiring, but more practically.

Now that the weather is nice, looking for the best benches to read books on. My current favs are in McCarren Park and by that fountain in Stuytown.
I’m really good at
Bad puns, but sometimes good puns, guitar and keyboard stuff, keeping up with pen pals, parentheticals, emotional transparency, well-timed and tasteful (I think) cat emojis, double entendre, double booking myself, having uncomfortable conversations, finding meaning, losing my keys.
The first things people usually notice about me
I talk like I text, wear a lot of pastel and muted colors, and have big, stupid green eyes.
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Sufjan Stevens, My Bloody Valentine, M83, Elliott Smith, Emily Haines, Land of Talk, Owen, Converge, Kierkegaard, Miranda July, Hemingway, TS Eliot, Synecdoche, NY; Vanilla Sky, Lars and the Real Girl, 28 Days Later, Fern Gully, sushi, a good cuban sandwich, apple cider, frozen Reese's Peanut Butter Cups.

I crush on Stevie Nicks so hard I named one of my cats after her.
Six things I could never do without
Excellent water pressure
Cotton Sheets
I spend a lot of time thinking about
how people i care about feel about stuff, how i feel about stuff too, the whole Berenstein Bears thing, non-traditional relationships, chord progressions, how to make weird music sound good, how to best stave off spells of existential dread oh god
On a typical Friday night I am
Stumbling off the Bedford L, wishing I was somewhere where I could see the stars.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
The night after I lost my virginity, I won a Magic: the Gathering tournament.

I own a pair of Uggs.
You should message me if
You're enamored by the idea that our bodies are chemical cocktails comprised of the same molecules that cause stars to explode, so it isn't a wonder to you that our passion for life and everything around us could be any less volatile, and all the more beautiful or something.
The two of us