I guess so long as I keep getting tagged by people who don’t make me want to go live in a cave in the mountains I’ll keep doing these

Birthday: Mid-January; specific date is classified

Gender/pronouns: ???/???; 99.9% of humans call me she

Relationship status: Married to a would-be linebacker and ex-goth who hates people and loves robots as much as I do

Zodiac: Cap

Siblings: A step-brother who I like but only see twice a year because I want his mother to get hit by a bus

Pets: 3 cats. They are all on a raw diet.

Wake up time: 7:30ish. Husbando wakes me up before he leaves for work whether I like it or not.

Love or lust: Lust is fun, but love is wayyyy better in the long run. Especially if you hate people.

Lemonade or iced tea: Hypoglycemic and tons of sugar makes the roof of my mouth hurt, so… unsweetened tea, thx. (Unsweetened everything, actually.)

Cats or dogs: Both, but I’ll always “get” cats more. I’m not dom enough for dogs.

Coke or pepsi: barf

Day or night: Day because outdoors. And bikes. And leisurely strolls.

Text or call: Text if it’s something simple, call if it’s more complicated, but don’t keep me on the phone forever. I hate being on the phone. If it can’t wait until I see you in-person, it’s probably gossip and idgaf.

Met a celebrity: Born and bred in LA and I never met a celeb. Seen plenty, never spoken to any tho.

Smile or eyes: Both. Smiles melt me, but eyes can turn me into a charred, smouldering mess.

Light or dark hair: Dark.

Shorter or taller: Idk, is 15-20′ tall?

Chapstick or lipstick: Neither.

Last song listened to: Don’t remember exactly, but Favela by Palm Desert was one of em.