about me.



well for starters, I have no tolerance for loud noise, snapping gum, or typos.

I say too much that means too little, I like to drink apple cider on burning days and diet coke when you're chilled down to the bone.



I snigger at the 'romantic crap' and pretend to by a cynical heartless b*****d, but that's only because I long so deeply to know what it's like to have someone you care so deeply for.



I have pianist's hands and flighty thoughts and I smile but most times it doesn't mean much.



my ideal life includes a comfy couch, a purring cat, and endless sheets of nice paper made complete with flowing black pen. I wear black because I like to fill in all that empty space with my thoughts and ideas that are so full, so bursting to the brim, that they spill out the edges and so I think black helps counterbalance the chaotic color that is my mind.



I trip over air and am convinced that my head is out to get me due to my abundance of headaches.



pretty nostalgic gifs and in-depth conversations about nothing at all never fail to make me smile,

and I get hurt over the little of things.



and now you know what makes me, well, me.