You’re the kind of person who treats life like a giant art project, except you threw out the instructions, painted outside the lines, and set the glue on fire just to see what happens. People either admire your energy or fear it, and honestly, they’re probably right to do both.

Your vibe screams, “I’m here for a good time and a weird time, but definitely not a long time.” Honestly, the world is lucky you don’t have a clone—you’d probably start a multiverse civil war just to see who’d win.

The kind of person who’d bring a snake to a book club and call it "emotional support." You probably read your horoscope just to see how you can contradict it. You don't walk into a room; you explode into it, leaving people wondering if they just witnessed a cosmic glitch or a divine prank.