No matter who you are or what you believe, I can always find a piece of me that understands where you’re coming from.
I’m like Larry David, but with empathy.
So much of me depends on my mood.
A broken heart is my kryptonite.
If I don’t like someone I CAN’T be around them.
A lot of things people do or care about seem frivolous.
People tell me my first impression is scary and I’ve been told I’m intimidating. This completely blows my mind because I am the biggest softy.
I ponder the meaning of existence a LOT. Every question I ask always just ends up there.
I know how to push buttons-even those of manipulators. It’s like I know how to play their games-but my high moral standards and self awareness keep me honest.
I am so picky that it’s really hard for me to find love.
If I can’t find the purpose of something-good luck getting me to do it.