I can be *your* Mad Hatter~
1961 days ago
1960 days ago
1961 days ago
Body Type: A few extra pounds
Appearance: Clean Cut, Stylish, Casual
Smoking: Occaisional smoker
Society would have me believe that I am not worth taking a chance on. They would have you believe that, as a large man, it would be a public embarassment for you to be seen with me. Personally...f*ck society :]. I, for the most part, am happy with who I am. That said, I'm gonna lay it ALL out on the table right now, so you can't say you didn't know what you were getting yourself into ;P
I'm a goth...a Victorian Goth, to be more exact...and when I say it, I mean it. That means, for those of you who dont already know, that I prefer the apparel of the early 1800's to the early 1900's...with a gothique spin. That means spooky makeup (occasion appropriate), lots of jewelery (when I feel like f*cking with it), and a fake impatient scowl for the random facebookers hunting for (fingerquotes)"Wacky Photo Ops"....the whole nine. It's what I feel comfortable in...I can't help it. I'm REALLY big into the Steampunk subculture. People all my life have told me that I would excel as a stand-up comedian.
Sometimes I'll speak in a goofy accent for no apparent reason. I'll do impressions of both celebrities, and obscure cartoon characters at random. I'll make silly faces just to see you smile. I'll laugh at myself. I'll admit when I am wrong without hesitation. I'll try and find the humor in EVERYTHING. Sometimes I'll make a mean joke...we all do it. You'll find that I have a rather eclectic taste in music. I've been known to make people cry with my wit and sarcasm, but never once did they not bring it upon themselves. I have the patience of a saint. Romance turns me on. Petty childishness and undue immaturity turn me off. I can be your best friend, or your worst enemy...but I will NOT be your doormat.
IF, however, you got just as many laughs out of reading this as I did writing it...I urge you to contact me. I won't bite...unless you ask ;P
What I'm Looking For
As far as my ideal man goes, the right one will come. I'm not going to paint a pretty picture for myself because idealism is second only to naievete. So, in the interest of weeding out unfit candidates...here's a checklist for your convenience: He will love me for ME. He will be smart enough to realize that playing with my emotions can be hazardous to his well-being. He will know that there is a time and a place for everything. He wont mind that I enjoy profanity in all its different fruity flavors. He wont give a sh*t about what other people think, or who's watching. He wont mind kissing me in public. His friends wont be total douches. He won't be afraid to pick on me, nor will he get all huffy when I do the same. *Hopefully* He will be just as bizarre and amazing as me!