In appearance an amazingly abstract aberration, amalgamated as both an accident and anti-heroic. Advancing additional absurd affirmations apropos of appearances, I astound and amaze at the artistry of my actual aesthetic. As always I’m against agents of avarice and apathy, and all of those acquiescent among atrocities. I abhor the asinine acclamations of amoral agendas and antagonize, apprehend, and all out attack the appalling arrogance of artificial attitudes. Although awfully animated and alert I’m also assumed to not at all assuage angels and annihilate anguish amongst all of those abused. An amatory artist and above average aptitude amorously, alluring adults and adolescents alike asking to amplify arousal and alleviate all anginal ache. Advancing about altruism, ameliorating all affiliations, and always around to avail anyone, I’m not arrogant but in actuality an anomaly. Although to avoid anymore audacious alliteration allow me to introduce myself as Andrew :)
The harder it is to sleep. The less REAL friends you will have. The easier it is to see through everyone’s bullshit. The more likely you are going to be annoyed by people. The more you value being alone. The harder it is to deal with the worlds ignorance.
if you ask me why DS9 is best Star Trek, i’ll probably say “amazing acting, writing and character development, uncommonly dark tone, station as a home/Wild West allegory instead of HERE WE GO IN A SPACESHIP TO sAVE THE DAY, tons of antagonist development AS WELL as protags, linear/continuing storyline, wonderful diverse ensemble cast and actual queer characters”
but I’ll really be thinking “Worf in the baseball game episode.”