I suffer from verbal diarrhea and lack this thing most people have called shame. I have playlists for every occasion or mood.. I'm stubborn, clumsy, incoherent, impatient and plain silly. I enjoy a good painting and a nice pair of boobs. I also enjoy pandas. Men with beards make me want to nuzzle. I base my friends on how they make nachos and what kind of hashbrowns they like. Good grammar turns me on but then again so does sex. I want to be more than just an ant or a notch in a bedpost. I think too much and i'm scared of not being a teenager forever.