And?

I also romanticize the bejesus out of everything. Oh my god, you have never met a more romantic person than me. I don't know why I do this. And I get giddy with excitement before seeing people, but I never let on. I joke. I insult. I argue. You could be sitting across the table from me, fending off fruit flies and never know that I think that you're the most incredible person and that I'm unbelievably delighted to simply be in your presence. You would never be able to deduce that from me.
I took that Myers Briggs test and it said I'm a horrific bitch and that I shall be alone for the majority of my life. No, wait. I think it said something about a green duck.