Like most people, it's a complicated thing to describe me. Some might say it's along the lines of being an "acquired taste." Others might more correctly classify it as, "the asshole some people are willing to tolerate." Most likely, I am just inimitable, like many others. But I'll do the best I can to describe myself with words.
Many could qualify my way of talking and thinking about things as prosaic, pithy, or terse. This is both a combination of my feelings that if you're going to say something, say it plainly, simply, and honestly and to not just overflower everything without really saying anything. It can of course come off sometimes as being angered, mean-spirited, callous, or me just being a malcontent or even a misanthrope. I do try to limit those reactions as much as possible. I just follow the feeling that if I am asked my opinion on something, people will be able to handle hearing it since they are asking me after all. I am not a misanthrope, at least not totally. Just that some people, while I'm sure they live lovely lives and probably have great characteristics, I just cannot tolerate.
I know that I am quite a smart person on most things, and also am exceedingly imaginative. I do feel that I am funny, though surely not everyone is funny all the time. My humor would probably best be labeled very wry and sarcastic, though it is quite fun to just plain laugh at the silliness of things lots of times.
...But that's enough of me, a...
And I feel that I am largely incorrigible in my ways!

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there are too many movies i love but my favourite is still pearl harbour

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Nu există balanţă pentru cântărirea sentimentelor. Se spune că în dragoste, întotdeauna, dai mai mult decât primeşti sau, poate, e invers? Să iubeşti şi să-i dăruieşti persoanei iubite ce-şi doreşte, nu doar posibilitatea de a-şi satisface plăcerile mondene, ci să-i jertfeşti chiar onoarea ta este, oare, o dovadă supremă de dragoste, sau de nesfârşită încredere, sau de copilărească naivitate, sau, pur şi simplu, de nesăbuinţă?

Niciodata nu te voi trada de tot, desi te-am tradat si te voi trada la fiecare pas; Cand te-am urat nu te-am putut uita; Te-am blestemat, ca sa te suport; Te-am refuzat, ca sa te schimbi; Te-am chemat si n-ai venit, am urlat si nu mi-ai zambit, am fost trist si nu m-ai mangaiat. Am plans si nu mi-ai indulcit lacrimile. Desert ai fost rugamintilor mele. Ucis-am in gand intaia clipa a vietii si fulgerat-am inceputurile tale, seceta in fructe, uscaciune in flori si secarea izvoarelor dorit-a sufletul meu. Dar recunoscator iti este sufletul meu pentru zambetul ce l-a vazut doar el si nimeni altul; recunoscator pentru acea intalnire, de nimeni aflata; acea intalnire nu se uita, ci cu credinta ascunsa in tine rasuna in tacere, inverzeste pustiuri, indulceste lacrimi si insenineaza singuratati. Iti jur ca niciodata nu vei cunoaste marea mea tradare. Jur pe tot ce poate fi mai sfant: pe zambetul tau, ca nu ma voi desparti niciodata de tine.