"oh yeah i'm super intelligent and persuasive and gay and black and trans and a libertarian and also i have a gigantic dick and i have sex with lots of people from around the world"
...What exactly are you trying to convey anon?
Like, three out of eight of these aren’t things I ever really say. In fact, I feel actively uncomfortable when people talk up my intelligence/persuasiveness/sluttiness too much, because it feels fake. If you think those things of me, blame yourself.
Four out of eight are things that I don’t talk about without really obviously demonstrating too. I argue about libertarianism online. I’d be putting in waaaay too much effort maintaining the charade if I didn’t believe it - especially since “I’m libertarian” doesn’t actually make sense as a status grab? Meanwhile, people can see pictures of me on this blog (and know I’m black and trans) and see me flirting with people (and know I’m gay).
Literally the only thing here that could be a [citation needed] is my dick, which I am not posting pictures of because I don’t like posting nudes, so feel free to disbelieve it. I really don’t mind! My dick is way more boring to me than it is to Tumblr, seeing as how it just... Hangs out there all day. Sexual partners of mine have attested to it on Tumblr as well, but they could be plants! It’s fine to doubt.
So, yeah, that’s a sentence that exists in your head based on what you think of my blog; not based on any description I’ve given of myself.
