My autobiography will be titled, "Cute, but Kinda Bitchy." Some people find me endearing. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯
If you really want to get my attention, you should talk to me about the effects of masculinity-consciousness on gay men. And you should not start the conversation by telling me how "masc" or "straight-acting" you are. You don't look very straight when you are choking on dick. Get your misogyny and internalized homophobia out of my face.
I'm a law school graduate, a former college runner, am mildly addicted to youtube, smile a lot, laugh at inappropriate times, am more attracted to intelligence than beauty (I wanna start a Tumblr called "Hot guys using stupid inspirational quotes"), and I really just want to be FLOTUS (if you don't know what FLOTUS is, we won't get along).
I love a bourgeois vegan/protest/intellectual gay, but who doesn't?
I emphatically do NOT date Republicans. There are people who literally suffered and died and lost family/friends/careers for your ability to be an "out" gay person in this country, and voting for representatives who intend to restrict your (and every other LGBT person's) ability to exist as your straight counterparts do is offensive to the years of struggle that have gotten us to the place we are now. If you vote Republican, don't waste your time talking to me unless you want to experience a biting diatribe littered with expletives about how you don't really love yourself. There is no excuse for an LGBT person to vote Republican. And don't give me this small government/fiscal conservative bullshit, either. It doesn't make you any less complicit.
^^^^ All of the above is generally why I can't get dates. I am cool with it.
I am profane. Words that make wide the eyes of people with delicate sensibilities are my weapon of choice. Vulgarity is a linguistic tool; it is dangerous and essential.
Here's to us :-)
I work for a giant law firm downtown doing super cool diversity and inclusion stuff. Talk to me about why diversity matters to you.
Running really long races.
Making douchebags aware of their douchebaggery.
The Sims and Pokemon.
Ask me about Protest Literature, Slam Poetry, neo-feminism, affirmative action, or LGBT social politics. Smart guys are hot, too...
Hope for the future.
Words spoken by smart people.
Trivial shit that makes me sound shallow.
The moral of this story: fuck with me and I'll get really drunk and write essays about you. It's kind of like how Taylor Swift writes albums (except that I am a much better writer than Taylor Swift).
I am also awkwardly obsessed with One Direction. I give you full permission to judge me. I would judge me.
...or if you are bored and think I'm cute or interesting.