my personal ad

lost suburban writer-type desires artsy-fartsy girlfriend or model-type to share in many pretentious conversations on the sad state of pop culture and favorite post-modern artists while eating pho. Open mind about sexual forays, wire-framed glasses accompanied by arrogant attitude, or substance abuse problem (preferably coke) all pluses. Must also be beautiful and have a tragically untragic background to be recounted hundreds of times over tea. In return, will be showered with false soul-searching love and a feigning of understanding.

Added bonus: fan art, courtesy of Dan: