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Summerensmoken

35 F Greenville, NC

My Details

Last Online
Dec 30, 2010
Orientation
Straight
Ethnicity
White
Height
5′ 5″ (1.65m)
Body Type
Fit
Diet
Smokes
Trying to quit
Drinks
Rarely
Drugs
Never
Religion
Other
Sign
Education
Job
Income
Relationship Status
Single
Relationship Type
Offspring
Pets
Speaks
English

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My self-summary
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
What I’m doing with my life
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
I’m really good at
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
The first things people usually notice about me
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
The six things I could never do without
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
I spend a lot of time thinking about
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
On a typical Friday night I am
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!
I’m looking for
  • Guys who like girls
  • Ages 27–37
  • Near me
  • Who are single
  • For new friends, long-term dating, short-term dating, casual sex
You should message me if
I think I figured out the where problem lies! It’s an interview, and has No spark, No flair, No butterflies. I know too much but not enough. I’ve read the resume, now what’s the fluff. Assessment filtered through casual conversation completing check list in our heads qualifications and attributes make me want to go back to bed.

The flirtation of eye contact is no longer spinning through my head. Warm jesters and smiles are pixilated instead. The feeling of anticipation has been replaces instead with an instant message saying ur hot wanna have coffee. The thought of this just does not excite me. I now get text message from who knows who it really hurts my head. Are romance and Chivalry all but dead? Or are they lost behind the lines, the messages, and everything left unsaid?

You never know I might excite you, or ramble on until you’re fed. My eyes they give me away, perhaps you will see the day, just ask I might say ok! For now I go back to bed!