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Sent to drain...Secret destroyers. Hold you up to the flamesAnd what do i get, for my pain? Betrayed desires, and a piece of the gameSOMETHING ABOUT ME...Four eyed, average looking, hard ass, easily amused and very funny (in my own mind anyway). I am never serious, seriously. I do know how to have fun, but I sometimes I forget to do it. There isn't a lot that scares me, and that's VERY scary. The things that DO scare me are the possibilities more than reality.
My Ideal Person: As I haven't figured a way off the planet yet I've decided to dedicate myself to finding some decent company. There is, of course, a litany of criteria for this. I smoke, drink and swear. I like firearms, loud fast vehicles and music. I own way too many pairs of shoes with matching bags and belts that I have never worn. I LOVE LOVE LOVE underwear more than what would be considered healthy and YES... I WEAR TOO MUCH MAKE-UP. The make-up thing is more for YOU than me. Not waving a flag; just thought you should know what you're in for.I always say please and thank you because I am polite like that. I hate haters and REALLY REALLY REALLY dislike mean, rude opinionated people. One should examine oneself for a very long time before thinking of condemning others.I say what I mean and I do what I say. This is good if you are; not so much otherwise.I'm anti obsession, so don't be a slave, puppet, victim, sycophant, remora, co-dependent, dogmatic, or egocentric. Nobody takes you all that seriously; you shouldn't either.I know we've all got some dings and skeletons, But don't think you're some kind of hero because of it, and keep your baggage neatly packed and out of the way. I don't wanna trip over suitcases full of Ex's issues, gender/esteem issues, or antique social fantasies. The world supplies a steady ration of drama and bullshit, no sense adding to it.Pharmaceutical regiments and/or Doctor's supervision are definite deal breakers. That includes those of you that SHOULD be heavily medicated and under psychiatric care.You must have excellent and discriminating taste in music.You must have a dark, slightly unconventional (albeit excellent) sense of humor...Or at least tolerate mine.If you use "boo," "baby girl," "mami or mama" even once in a conversation with me; I will leave you where I found you.Don't say you "are" things that you don't do.Have a decent understanding of the English language. I can't stand Malaprop. For example: Enormous is a measure of EVIL, not a fucking synonym for size. Passion is an incredible suffering, not an ardent desire, it's a "White Shark," and the "Medal of Honor"...got it? Fantastic. Now, the 3 of you on this stupid rock that are left, please, submit your applications as soon as possible. I can't take over the world without youIf you took any of the above all that seriously, please; re-insert your sense of humor and read again