She likes politics, zombies, coffee, cigars, cuddling, watching people, making clothes, debates, Ramen noodles, laying in places she's not supposed to, puzzle books, thunderstorms, music of any kind, dancing, intellectual people, editing photos, taking care of kids, messy hair, tattoos, reading, paint on her hands, striking up conversations, staying up 'til the ass-crack of dawn, peircings.
I'm not a person that worries, even when I probably should. Pizza is really fucking good. I don't have a favorite color. If it's there, it probably hadn't been washed off from work. I put things into my system that shouldn't be there. I will eat your food if I'm at your house. I don't often sugar-coat things for you, but people need to learn you can be honest without being malicious. I have no clue what I'm going to do with my life. I'm living, feeling, experiencing and learning everything all over again. I want to run my own coffeehouse or something someday. More than anything, I want to make a difference in people's lives.
