I Believe in honesty, communication, passion and tender moments. I find these things incredibly corny and highly dangerous but would not want to live life without them. I am fighting the urge to become a cynic with a hint of bitterness. I can’t commit due to my hopeless romantic bone lodged in my throat.
I enjoy dressing like a lumberjack and perhaps looking like your grandpa. I consider myself a Queer inbetweener. I am neither Butch nor Femme. I also don’t really have a type, so please don’t ask me what my type is.
I can be serious if I have to be, but I prefer not. My lip twitches when I am involved in intense eye contact. I love intensity, even though it makes me uncomfortable. I like being uncomfortable.