A gentlemen who gets along with my friends, would be up for my crazy adventures, to experience London with, not be such a bitch when it comes to public transportation, who has nice friends that won't tear me apart piece by piece, who would go on lunch dates at the Olive Garden with me just because I love it so much, doesn't complain about me not liking to talk on the phone because it makes me nervous, who isn't a music snob, who accepts my obsession with everything and anything British, Shia LaBeouf and Michael Cera, who likes grilled chicken garden salads, who will make sure I keep my mace in my hands at all times while riding the train just because they don't want me to get creeped on, to surprise me with Java Chip Frappuccino's, who would piss off all of our friends by obnoxiously prank calling them, who would rudely scream something vulgar when it's completely unnecessary just to make me laugh, who has manners, who is all about accomplishing and believing in their dreams, who finds my kissing theory true and cute, who can take my blunt remarks, who has a crooked smile and honest eyes,who gives good hugs,who isn't affraid to laugh when you're not supposed to, who enjoys creative writing and a drug free environment, would be up for a long pointless car ride,somebody who doesn't get offended by my flawless sarcasm, who can handle my weird mood swings because I get creeped out by all of this and will try to hardly talk to you and you not to give up.