My mouth enjoys minimalist flavors- it eats rice white, it eats plain tofu and salad without dressing. It is anxious to talk but usually hesitant. It oftentimes eats cake its eyes tell it to eat but feels guilty for going along with it.It can't sing. I used to be in a punk band that was deliberately as bad as possible. When we thought you learned how to play your instrument, we kicked you out of the band. I was never challenged as its lead singer.My mouth is indulged, often, in its speech and its desire for food. It tries to take insanity out of world when it inhales and tries to only exhale clarity. It usually fails.When my beard gets too long, it makes me drool in my sleep. When that happens, it's pretty gross. I don't blame you for thinking so.
My Interests
I'd like to meet:
Curries, vanilla, chocolates, peanut pad thai, the combination of ginger, wasabe, and avocado on sushi. I like oranges, soft chocolate chip cookies, napes of necks, backs, chai tea, hot cocoa, french fries.
