Who I am

I cleaned out and deleted some social network accounts but felt tied to these profiles:

I am a superhero still discovering my powers. I am leather and lace. I am bound and free. I am a unique stereotype. I am a reluctant adult. I am an angel who left her paradise, a devil who sought cooler climes. I am Eve that ate the fruit and never looked back. I am a contradiction unto myself. I aggravate, irritate, and confound. I am comfortable with who I am and who I am becoming. I am a work in progress.

I want God, I want poetry, I want danger, I want freedom, I want goodness, I want sin.

On a side note I (am): a master of procrastination, a chieftan of organized chaos, a lover of life, a collector of random facts and trivial information, always a little lost, an avid reader, have intense desires and dreams and hopes, rarely make sense, exist in a perpetual state of confusion, terribly stubborn, a demander of answers or at the least suppositions, a learner of languages, a killer of plants, am easily bored, wide-eyed at the world, a drinker of good wine, persistent, a light-weight, goofy, finally learned to laugh (often hysterically) at myself, a teacher, a supporter of good causes, a traveller of dreams and fantasies, love candy