Anyone who thinks they are better than me often face their doom with an abundance of harsh realities in the form of insults.
I find amusement in performing the wallflower role. A silent but deadly approach, I like to think I've mastered with a single raised eyebrow.
I am an eclectic and eccentric, undeniable self-proclaimed dork. A realistic idealist. Witty and sharp, I carefully make impressions and judgements through observation. I have a tendency to think before I speak, and an affinity to hiding who I truly am until I know I can trust someone.
Emotional; temperamental and highly unpredictable. I'm a moody one, I wear my heart on my sleeve like a bruise or black eye. I'm a walking contradiction at times. Feisty to the core, I'll tear you a new asshole if you get on my nerves. I have a weakness of smiling too much, and an infamous giggle. In love with love. Quirky and extremely animated, shy yet confident. Some may even call me saucey...you be the judge.
I love to watch people. I view them as projects. Games. Seeing what causes this reaction and that response. This goes for objects, situations, and moments as well. Poke it with a stick, see if it twitches.
My quirky and childish antics include [but not limited to]: inevitably attempting to use my fist as my microphone while serenading you via passenger seat, amusing you with the soundtrack of my life and, of course, biting your arm when I don't get my way.
To sum me up is a task deemed impossible. An unequal proportional ball full of sass, romantic tendencies, sarcasm, intelligence, and a bit of bitterness held against this world that I was born to lose in, but a hint of stubborness that I refuse to be held down, and live to win from.
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