Sounds like the kind of person I fall in love with before realizing I’ve wasted 6 years of my life. Maybe it’s why my hair stood on end when he ran for president the first time. She wasn’t orange or a rapist, but she was a narcissist and BPD. Nothing against BPD, but fuuuuuck narcissists. I know they say “crazy in head, crazy in bed” (which is true for me & many others), but throws up… nevermind. My imagination wasn’t ready for that metaphor. projectile vomits