...because there is no shame in my game!
With that said, GO CHECK OUT MY NEW PROFILE....NOW!
...or can you?
The truth is I miss having someone in bed next to me.
The truth is I want so badly to be honest with someone.
The truth is I am friends with everyone but trust no one.
The truth is I want to be desired.
The truth is I want to be free.
The truth is I hate the truth.
The truth is I am scared to death.
The truth is I want to uninhibited.
The truth is I want to be a good lier.
The truth is I want to scream.
The truth is I am leaving.
So, can you handle the truth?
I have been receiving some very flowery e-mails these past couple of days, and I don't do flowery.
I don't think any man should call any women he does not know a Princess, unless of course she is one. And I don't want to be told that I could complete you...you should already be complete. I don't want to hear how beautiful you think I am, how amazing my smile is, or how captivated you are by my eyes. To me it just all sounds like bullshit. If I wanted to hear cheesy lines I would be out in the bars.
What would be nice is a simple hello. How about a simple I liked your photo and would like to know more about you. Something simple, something not cheesy. Come on guys, I have faith that someone out there can do this without the crap.
Maybe it's me but the first thing I do when I come across an attractive man (yes, looks do matter) is look to see where they live. More often than not we don't even share the same country code. It's got me wondering...how far is too far? When I lived in the USA anyone outside of Palm Beach County was too far. Today, I live in a region of Italy that most people have never even heard of. The chances of finding anyone in this region are, well, non-existent. So I think "no biggie", after all, I'd have to drive at least 2 1/2 hours if I wanted to eat a Big Mac so why wouldn't I drive that to meet a man? But would I go to Torino or Milano? What about France, Switzerland, and Germany?
So, how far is too far?
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