Waah! The original post vanished along with my PMs.
Creepy, morbid girl in search of Satanic soul-sibling.
Do you enjoy glaring at noisy people while reading in coffee shops? Do you poke dead things with a stick to the shock and horror of all around you? Do you make your own foods, clothes, medicines or other stuff? Do you prepare for the end of the world as we know it and hope it happens? Are you friendly, but awkward? Do you have an obscene, offensive, profane sense of humor? Are you a legendary drunken brawler? Do you enjoy deep, meaningful conversations over lots of food? Do you collect knives and weapons like women collect purses and shoes? Do you laugh hysterically in crowded theaters at inappropriate times?
If you answered yes to three or more of these questions, I want to meet you.
About me: I can be found in coffee shops with a pile of books, harvesting plants off the trail, or playing darts in a dingy dive bar. I am socially liberal and my political views can only be described as Collapsitarian. If you are with me during the Z-Apocalypse, your odds of survival go way up. I always stick up for my friends. If someone gets in your face, I will rain hell on them. I expect the same in return. If you are sad, I will feed you chocolate. The good kind.
My other side: I can be spiteful and I hold a grudge. I have this talent for blurting stuff out and creating awkward situations. When this happens, I blame it on Tourette's. When I am sad, I grab a bottle of Jack and cry in the bath. I have paranoid tendencies and a small persecution complex. I also have a strong distaste for authority.
Props to you if you are still reading this! If this has not set off a million red flags and it resonates with you, let me know! If you are in my area, I would love to meet. We might have a lot of fun. We can go for long walks on the beach and poke dead things together.
The Wall