I do not fit

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I like minimalism.

When I see homily clutter I like it.

I like rock music with big heavy guitars.

When I hear quiet melodies over plucked strings, I’m entranced.

I prefer curvy, buxom women.

When I see a petite girl something stirs in me.

I like order.

I’m happiest in the midst of chaos.

I am tidy and orderily.

When I see litter or mess, part of me is taken with it.

I am punctual.

When others are late I envy their abandon.

I like things to match.

When I see clashes of colour, I revel in the impact.

I see beauty where it is obvious.

When I discover hidden beauty my heart explodes.

I do not fit.

Or perhaps the box is just the wrong size?


  1. Nope, just full of the standard human contradictions that make us all so much more fun.

    Gestält personalities, and all that jazz.

  2. Oh great it’s because I’m Libra, I thought I was just uncertain about everything. thanks Gordon’s mum.

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