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I tend to get along most with introverts and nerds, which I am neither so that’s weird.
The downside of me having geeky interests is this: I don’t do well with blood and gore.
I tend to put myself in the shoes of the victim too much, so if I watch a *really* violent scene, I find it hard to breathe.
Also, he would smell like horse, sweat, and body odor, and they would probably both have breath that smells like what Satan unleashes after a drunken night at Taco Bell. I’m trained to do that, which also means I have a certificate for being a good listener.
Don’t laugh, it’s a nice trait to have in a companion. It’s because I often feel very sad when someone else is and I can’t help and can be very sensitive to insults and being yelled at by people I care about.
Part of me is just a hopeless romantic who likes to sigh wistfully over cheesy stories before bed… I’m tall for a woman, and white enough that the proper shade of foundation for me is known as “Albino Blinder” in the classy shops and “Belly of a Dead Fish” at Target. My lips are all right – they’re quick to quirk a sarcastic grin.