TARA

I hand out doses of sarcasm routinely. Others believe I have OCD, when actually, I have an affection for symmetry. I crave highly intelligent individuals, yet become jealous when I meet them. I hand out nicknames to everyone, even strangers. My perception of myself is quiet and routine, but I portray chaos and being unpredictable. I purchase myself fresh flowers every week. I prefer to befriend males than females for the maintenance factor. I feel like RuPaul when I wear heels, but I still try to rock them. I paint blobs, smears and streaks on canvas... and believe my boyfriend when he tells me "it's good art". I stopped wearing foundation for the first time since 15, and wince at all the time wasted walking around with a brown line on my neck. I can hold a full conversation with my facial expressions only. Secretly, I picture myself becoming a professional boxer. I am allergic to cats and dogs and this prevents me from staying at friend's homes. It drives me crazy when people snap and clap while they dance. I constantly believe I have some disease/illness, this week I think I have macular degeneration because I have floaters in my left eye. I swear far too much. Some days I think I will start playing the violin again, and end up finding something else to do. I have an affinity for shiny and loud sunglasses and I blame this on living in Las Vegas for 5 years. I imagine daggers being inserted into the eyes of those who tell me "Oh, you are SO tall!". My circle of friends is small yet unique, and I love them for tolerating my f*#ked up ways.
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