Write a little about yourself. Just a paragraph will do.
The Throes of Woes.
You probably get a lot of attention on here, right?
Like, 'oh the woes of girls'!
Do they ever have to develop deduction skills, or just hope the
prettiest suitor isn't an asshole.
Life has made me cynical, for reasons of loneliness, but not for a
lack of trying. And not for lack of respect or benevolence.
This has been my curse.
Sure, it was one time, you couldn't make it, maybe next time, but
the weeks always creep by and leave me wondering what is wrong with
me, from the outside.
Years of this. Years And Years.
Nice guys finish last; should you ever find yourself wondering
about that cliché.
I guess in the long run it's made me super intelligent, since I
don't have the craved throes-of-lust that every other male seems to
entail, which has left me with too much time to satisfy my
curiosities about the ways of the world.
Plus my poetry is full the strongest sentiment out of my longing
for the only thing we need in this plane.
I understand why the best artists die early, it's because they've
learned past their humanity. And subsequently have no handle by
which to hold onto this body. Once we are satiated in Love, and we
understand it's power, and we find it through fandom, there's no
more reason to be here, willingly or otherwise. And that scares
Don't worry, I've never entertained the idea of suicide. I'm more
worried that, like Cobain, or Croce, or Presley; that I'll never
swim in the waters of physical duality, and find passion with her,
because I'm already knowledgeable and filled with the Love that
Now, I don't know much about you, or the women I always hope to get
to know, so don't take this vent personally.
I'm done looking. You all hurt me too much in inaction, or your
fears of commitment (even for a single presence). I've already
cried too much over what I don't understand...
But I understand all that is real.
What I’m doing with my life
Don’t overthink this one; tell us what you’re doing day-to-day.
I know you'd roll your eyes at this
But you hold my depth of consciousness
I hold my breath unconsciously
And hope for breadth across our chest
When both have set, we have the rest
Unbiased and unpompously
I’m really good at
Go on, brag a little (or a lot). We won’t judge.
I think of skin to skin
And all the places our ends begin.
We can feel it out,
But for now,
I suppose I can pretend.
The first things people usually notice about me
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
You only throw opposition to sound smarter.
I'm reading your face like a book.
Your inflection was off...
But you couldn't even know it, for pride.
Your eyes went right.
Your fingers were crossed.
You hoped to be impressive,
but you prepped with emptiness.
I didn't think it was real.
Not for one second.
Lucky, blissful, you...
Favorite books, movies, shows, music, and food
Help your potential matches find common interests.
I notice trends.
I see when sons act like the father,
in the same manner they hated.
I see policing at a gross rate.
I hope that kid makes it.
I know. I've thought it...
I see a foot stomp down.
And if no one reacted 'as deemed'
I've seen that foot blow harder,
Trying to achieving 'respect'.
I know. I've watched it...
I see you tantrum.
I see you flail in unreasonable fire.
I feel the heat, through empathy.
Although my body doesn't translate
my scorn into red words.
I know it could...
I see where the line leads,
And I hope he can break it.
I see the times change,
And I hope we can face them.
I hope he sees you soften.
I know You wanted to...
The six things I could never do without
Think outside the box. Sometimes the little things can say a lot.
In no specific order:
• To love and to be loved
• Hot sauce
I spend a lot of time thinking about
Global warming, lunch, or your next vacation… it’s all fair game.
A pain in my neck persists.
My dreams grow more vivid.
... I found a treasure in a dream.
I spent this dream trying.
I tried to take my treasure.
I only hid it from others.
I hoped to keep it for me.
I woke up.
On a typical Friday night I am
Netflix and takeout, or getting your party on — how do you let loose?
HAIKU!... Bless you.
Love the way you lie.
I only have eyes for you.
What's she doing now...
I think about you,
Only in song titles, dear.
The most private thing I’m willing to admit
I’m an empty essay… fill me out!
Fuck what you heard; Guys have emotions.
Mine are real, my feelings are strong. My Love is stronger.
We can trade respect, for respect, and see where we end up.
6 years of OKC, and I'm fucking through.
I may even publish the heartfelt, thoughtful messages that no one
could seem to feel. They would fill a book; with NO question.
You should message me if
Offer a few tips to help matches win you over.
You are real.
Most of you are not included in this stipulation.
If you take nothing from this; Know that 'free will' is
Free will is a lemon.
Free will cannot exist in a place where your path is already
Where do your thoughts spawn?
A spark does not happen without catalyst.
The spark is from something larger.
Who are you looking for?
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