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Originally posted by jazonhyena
I don't ask for a -ton- in the way of personality; I merely hope for someone who will put up with my sexual oddities (better not to talk about them here; suffice it to say, Jazon likes cartoon hyenas perhaps as much, if not more than real life making out) and the fact that my favorite passtime is something called "roleplaying", not kickball or my job or hanging with friends.
On the other hand, I'm not very nice or accepting of most of the people who DO put up with these things, because in my experience, the majority of them are nearly unbearable in their intense and unrelenting nerdiness; a total disconnection with reality and society that they tend to revel in; a childlike sort of adolescent sense of rebellion against that which need not be rebelled against. The sort of person who might say, "Reality is all in your mind," Or "Lies are just misunderstood truths" and other ridiculous claptrap I don't believe in.
MY PROBLEM IN A NUTSHELL: I'm far too weird for the majority of the more "normal" girls, and far too normal for the majority of the "weird" girls.
Physically, this is my dream girl: Short. Shorter than me. 5'4" at the VERY tallest. Chubby. She's got chub. She's not skinny, in shape, or fit; but not fat, either. She wears glasses. Her face is plain, maybe even homely. Forgettable. Not striking or vibrant in the least. Maybe a little sad. She has long hair, probably brown or dirty blonde, maybe in a ponytail. She doesn't have an exciting smile; it's off-kilter, or maybe it shows a little too much of her gums.
I can't explain any more why I adore this look any more than I could explain why I'm after cartoon hyenas. It would seem it's just "built into me". But I love it. I delight in a girl that looks this way. I could practically worship her; I've got it that bad.