Quiet. I despise small talk. If a conversation is had, something or someone should be permanently changed at the end of it.

I'm incredibly literate and self educated better than any institution could educate me.

I'm a woman at heart and so I know all the little tricks and manipulations. Don't use them on me, please. Save them for the buzz-cutted retards you all seem to fawn over.

I'm physically powerful. I can take you however you like, with ease.

I'm inexperienced and unashamed. People are uneasy around me and women doubly so. It's my demeanor. They misread me. They mistake quiet contemplation and observation for murderous plotting. Pisses me off to no end. I'm a pacifist for Christ's sake, well, not completely of course. Let me put it this way. I'm pro-pain and anti-murder. Got it? Good.

I want a partner. A running dog as they say. A mate. I've lived as a loner for so long. I'm ready to be part of a pair. No flings. No one night stands. I don't want one night of happiness. I want a thousand, or at least a hundred. I mean come on, let's invest some real time here. Trust me, I'm worth it.

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