I'm like a parfait. I'm hidden under layers. I look nice at first, but too much of me eventually begins to get a bit annoying. Well, I'm definitely not "the most delicious thing on the whole damn planet", but isn't that a matter of opinion anyway?

I like pianos, studs, wigs, crystals, keytars, pop culture, microwave pizzas, disposable mainstream pop music, drag queen makeup, wasting time, musical movies, lipstick, glitter, soda (not diet that shit's gross), pears, big hair, chocolate, supervillains (but not supermodels), and mermaids.

I think I have to stop here. I think I've said too much.