If people can only know one aspect of a personality that's tough to judge even in real life then I'll appreciate the attempt to connect.
When I was wistfully daydreaming about making out with boys in bands, I never thought it would be like this...Bearded. Bespecaled. Tender.
posted by Cardboard Cut-Out at
2:19 PM
I have trouble initiating the idea that I'm not a pill if someone is just going by how happy I appear to be when riding public transportation. Trust me, I'm a goon, possibly the queen of the goons, if such a thing exists, and to use a cliche, quite a firecracker.
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