u/keyboard-interrupt

And slowly losing myself to this void we call life. Most people I once admired have shown me not to put my faith in humans, myself included (not that I held me in much of a high regard to begin with - just a healthy dose of self loathing with a pinch of narcissism). Miramax and New Line Cinema intros now have this sinister undertones that make me an uneasy. Hell, I can't even listen to the Skyrim theme without contemplating these thoughts anymore. Never meet your heroes I suppose. So if we can't meet our heroes, who can we meet? Strangers? There's comfort in knowing a complete stranger can't judge you, but I digress.

Hi stranger, let me introduce myself. Born in the early 90s. Never thought I'd find myself in this position, but here we are. I like to read (though have had too many other distractions lately), listen to music (who doesn't?), watch movies, play games, hike, yada yada yada. We all have hobbies - let's just have a flowing conversation instead of playing 20 questions. Equal parts carefree and thoughtful. Some who have seen my face have called me cute and some who have seen my body have called me hot. Others have either politely told me they weren't interested or disappeared altogether - I'm assuming they got flustered, started fumbling with their phone, and accidentally locked themselves out for the next 12 years. Or I left them speechless. Either way, if there is one thing Shakira and WW2 posters taught me - I should pick myself up, dust myself off, and carry on.

Not afraid to fall in love, though I would prefer not to. All the feelings are amplified, and boy does the amped up pain suck. Let's take it a day at a time and look forward to each other's messages and voice notes. Would love to meet once trust and connection are established. No pressure or expectations. (Although isn't the expectation to have no expectations already an expectation? Tabling this thought for now.) That said I would like to get the selfie swap out of the way early on to save us both time in case of disinterest.

If my ramblings resonate with you and you'd like to hear more, drop me a note. I'm a good listener, though unfortunately this text editor doesn't seem to have anything to tell me at the moment.

And slowly losing myself to this void we call life. Most people I once admired have shown me not to put my faith in humans, myself included (not that I held me in much of a high regard to begin with - just a healthy dose of self loathing with a pinch of narcissism). Miramax and New Line Cinema intros now have this sinister undertones that make me an uneasy. Hell, I can't even listen to the Skyrim theme without contemplating these thoughts anymore. Never meet your heroes I suppose. So if we can't meet our heroes, who can we meet? Strangers? There's comfort in knowing a complete stranger can't judge you, but I digress.

Hi stranger, let me introduce myself. Born in the early 90s. Never thought I'd find myself in this position, but here we are. I like to read (though have had too many other distractions lately), listen to music (who doesn't?), watch movies, play games, hike, yada yada yada. We all have hobbies - let's just have a flowing conversation instead of playing 20 questions. Equal parts carefree and thoughtful. Some who have seen my face have called me cute and some who have seen my body have called me hot. Others have either politely told me they weren't interested or disappeared altogether - I'm assuming they got flustered, started fumbling with their phone, and accidentally locked themselves out for the next 12 years. Or I left them speechless. Either way, if there is one thing Shakira and WW2 posters taught me - I should pick myself up, dust myself off, and carry on.

Not afraid to fall in love, though I would prefer not to. All the feelings are amplified, and boy does the amped up pain suck. Let's take it a day at a time and look forward to each other's messages and voice notes. Would love to meet once trust and connection are established. No pressure or expectations. (Although isn't the expectation to have no expectations already an expectation? Tabling this thought for now.) That said I would like to get the selfie swap out of the way early on to save us both time in case of disinterest.

If my ramblings resonate with you and you'd like to hear more, drop me a note. I'm a good listener, though unfortunately this text editor doesn't seem to have anything to tell me at the moment.