So I sent you some kinda cute little message and you're wondering if I'm a wannabe playa, some semi-cute hipster kid, a legit man with high ambitions but the drive to make it reality, or just another egotistical straight white male who can't see anything through beer goggles filled with a 7-layer dip of privilege.
Well that's for you to decide but you might not be able to make that decision just yet- that's why we should get tea and scones sometime.
You've had to deal with thousands of messages per hour, digging for gold in a sewer of disappointment and weirdness thinking "does the gold really exist"? Not that you have to find "the one", just someone decent enough to have an enjoyable conversation with.
But you believe at least somewhat that this interweb thing is actually forming connections between like-minded people in a screwed-up, beautiful world, right? Or else you wouldn't be here.
You're picky- you only want to interact with "good" people. But all you have to judge someone is a few digitalized images and maaaaayybe a few lines of text.
But people are ever-changing beings, never perfect- that's part of the beauty in them. You were open-minded enough to get this far.
So go crazy and give this thing a chance! Worst case, you get a free yet awkward scone.