I've realized something through conversing with freinds: I’m ready. I’m ready for something pretty wonderful. And don’t you dare tell me it happens when you stop looking, because I spent 32 years not only not looking, but actively avoiding.
I’m looking for more than artistic and interesting. I want someone kind. I want someone who doesn’t hate things arbitrarily. I want someone who calls their family and smiles when they answer. I want someone who doesn’t trash talk or make fun of things they don’t understand. I want someone who doesn’t assume the worst in people or in situations. I want someone kind and forgiving and hopeful.
I want someone who likes to create. To create meals, plans, and ideas. I want someone physical. Someone willing to play volleyball, tennis, and with me in the bed. Someone I’m proud to introduce, who inspires me and encourages me, someone I can believe in.
I don’t want someone petty, snarky, or pompous. I am an earnest and trusting steak-n-potatoes dude. I believe people and I trust them. I refuse to change that. I want someone who pays their bills, knows how to find a doctor, can fix a flat tire, can attempt to fix a sink.
I want someone who tells terrible jokes. I want someone who replaces the toilet paper when they use the end. I want someone who is comfortable ordering thai watching “The Wire” marathon. I want someone who is equally comfortable wearing a black dress going to a fancy dinner. Give a dame a reason to wear lingerie and hopefully she will wear it every day.
She must understand the religion of Pets; they are not inconveniences you give back to the shelter when they’re ill, they are family. I need someone tolerant. Someone who is willing to help me figure out how to be in a relationship. Someone with their own bedroom in a clean apartment. Someone no more than 30 mins away. Someone who calls me on my bullshit. Someone who knows things. Someone who trusts me. Someone with confidence. Someone with calm. Someone who has an opinion but open to hearing the other side. Someone who just lets me be me.
Someone who will watch basketball, will drink beer, will learn to cook something. And I will reciprocate I will fall in love with you, but will fall even further than that because then we’ll figure out how to resolve my hatred of suits and fancy dinners because I just want to see you to happy.
And to her, this is how you’ll find me: I’ll be bopping to my tunes walking around downtown St. Pete, I’ll be talking to myself about recipes in the grocery store. I’ll be attending any and every cheap rock show. I’ll order the whiskey on the rocks with a splash of water, and I’ll double check to make sure the Red Mesa Chorizo burger does not has avocado as requested. When you ask me where I’m from, I’ll smile and laugh. I stand a head above everyone else in the venue. I carry an antique camera with me everywhere I go. Yes, I noticed it’s not digital, no, I don’t care. I run the volleyball courts on the beach, I eat Kojacks BBQ on bad days, I idle by dog parks. , I run down Bayshore at sunrise. If it’s after 10 at night, I’m downtown St. Pete. If I’m in Tampa it, it’s because I have a reason to be. Come say hi.
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