List of the types of people I want to date at some point in time:
A poet
A writer
An artist
A sculptor
An athletic type
An excessively passionate guy
A player
A musician
A very quiet type
A very science type
Someone who is eerily similar to me
Someone who is my polar opposite
Someone who I constantly fight with and makeup with
Someone who really needs me
Someone I really need
Someone who cooks
Someone who ***** at cooking
Someone who reads a TON
Someone who is extremely rich (not for gifts, just to see what it's like, if they are still a good person even with their wealth)
Someone who I extremely poor
Someone who can break down my walls
Someone who's walls I break down
Someone who hated me before we started going out
Someone I hated before we started going out
Someone with odd ideas
Someone who is really logical
Someone who is blind
Someone who is deaf
Someone who is mute
Someone who doesn't believe in love
Someone who ONLY believes in love
Someone I love who doesn't love me back
Someone who teases me
Someone who I can tease

This way, I will be prepared for any situation when I meet the RIGHT guy. Or IF, I guess...
But if I am inexperienced with all this, then I don't really know how to deal with certain things in a relationship.
I want to just try every type of relationship.
But first I have to actually get a guy who actually wants to date me... yeah, I can't really see that happening... -_-

Anyone want to add to this?

A conversation with my little cousins:

Him: Knock knock!

Me: Who's there?

Him: Doctor!

Me: Doctor Who?

Him: Exactly!
HAHAHAHAHAHA

Me: Hahaha That's very funny darling.

His little brother: KNOCK KNOCK!

Me: Who's there?

His little brother: um... um... I forgot, wait no um POTATO MUFFIN BANANA NINJA!

Me: Potato muffin banana ninja who?

His little brother: EXACTLY! HAHAHAHAHAHA!

Me: Um... yeah. hahaha...

Him: HAHAHAHAHA THAT'S FUNNY!

Me: Um, yes. Sure. ha. haha. hahaha...

His little brother: It's funny because I said POTATO MUFFIN BANANA NINJA and then you said WHO and then I said EXACTLY! HAHAHAHAHAHA

Me: *** I think they are both having seizures...

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But I love them with all my heart!!!
<3

(My littlest cousin is obsessed with potatoes, muffins, bananas, and  ninjas. I don't know it's weird dont ask)

What color is your blood
faceless man
with hooded hate?
The burning cross
illuminates
your tortured soul.

What color is your blood
loveless man
with hooded heart?
The burning lust
you will impart
to reach your goal.

What color is your blood
thoughtless man
with hooded mind?
The ignorance burns
within your kind.
Your blood is red.

I will gormandize the feast that is she.
Body of bread and butter
No, more.. Earth-bound fingertips scatter under pressure of a diamond.
Skin soft to bear blood, how gruesome.
Thoughts all turned to coal.
Body turn water to wine
The snake's forked tongue stuttered over silence screams.
Venom which could resurrect Christ on knees.
Wasp stinging back of bird's neck.
Her soul found grapevine tangled in nests.
Body as cold as ice
She has fled on Poe's Raven's wings.
Soul displeased and assured and so scared to be.
Calling for her out that chamber window.
Hearing no "where art thou" in this distopia thy named garden.
Body removed from time.
Could it be indescribably so?
That a heart has breached that dark surface below.

They haunt me when I'm asleep
They don't leave me alone when I'm awake
Tonight I will be stronger than the demons
They wait for me to fall into their land
Where they make me Believe anything they say
Sleep is overrated
Nightmares are underrated
Just a couple of hours until the battle is won
I will not let you take over tonight
Tonight the demons will have to dance alone
I will see the moon until it stops shining
And I will hear them Calling my name
Asking me to dance the dance of Death
Tonight my  demons will have to dance alone

I dreamt of death.
I knew people were going to die.
Each circumstance and cause of death.
I tried to save them.
Every effort failed,
I desperately warned them of their fates.
The demon of death
Came to me,
Angry that I had stolen her prey
And she said to me:
Visionary, it matters not whom I take
you can't save them all
so forget the knowledge gifted unto you.
To me she looked normal, like any other person,
But she began to melt, a look of pain seared on her face.
*Visionary, forget what you saw.