About me

Well; hello! I am single. If you can you believe it because of how much of a stud muffin I am; with my light blue grey eyes; my aesthetically appealing manly features; a great body; and my irresistable innocent charm. Well enough about my good looks. A possible reason why I'm still single at 26 is basically because I haven't started dating yet. Part of it is because of fear; and another part is just pure ignorance. I don't even know what happens on a real date; let alone who or how to ask a girl on a date. I have been on like 8 or 9 group dates; you know where you go to the movies with a group of friends; or co-workers; and there's girls there. Yeah; I'm pretty experienced in those now. All I have left to do now is go on a few real dates; where you actually ask her out; and do stuff together exclusively that you "The Man" would have planned; and where other guys can't rip her away from you just when you two got engrossed in a good conversation; (mumble grumble punks who have been on lots of dates; and even had girlfriends; then they steal a girl the moment you get to try to talk to her; and get to know her.) I was just kidding about the vanity thing at the beginning. I am above average in my aesthetic qualities; but little good it does without the confidence; and esteem it needs to back it up. Being ignorant doesn't help either. I know nothing; having never even kissed a girl before. But the picture included is of me holding two girls hands at the same time. We were on our way to a Savage Garden concert that I wasn't into as much as they were; but the blonde girl on the left gave me my very first hug from a girl. It was awesome; ... girls are soft; ...and warm. She is also very kind as well. I think she wanted me to ask her on a date or something; but I felt inadequate; and not good enough for her because she'd had lots of boyfriends; and had been on hundreds of dates. How could I compare. Even though it was only almost 2 years ago; I didn't even know how people made babies; so I was really ignorant then; but it's too late now. On a couple of the group dates a couple of girls intrigued by my inexperience; and innocence aggressively tried stuff on me; which hasn't helped me get over my fear of the opposite gender; neither did getting sexually harrassed by 6 rather aggressive women at a job of mine I had for nearly 2 years. I do really like girls despite such events; and have written tons of poems about them. Here's a poem I wrote about no one in particular; but just about love. Here's A PoemEntitled:"Where; Oh Where is Love"Where is LOVE!?Oh; won't someone tell me.Does it fall from skies above?;Or is it underneath a weeping willow tree?;That I've been dreaming of.Where oh; where is she?Whom I often close my eyes to see.Will I ever know;A lovely sweet hello;that's meant for only me!? Who can say where she may hide.Must I travel far and wide;Until I find myself beside;The someone who;I can mean something to.Where; ...oh where is LOVE!?Every night I;...kneel & pray;Let tomorrow;...be the day;When I see the face of someone;Who I can really mean something to.Where;....Oh where;...IS LOVE!?This particular one reminds me of a childhood song; that I can't quite remember. I've rewritten it a number of times; and this is the closest it's come to the concept of what I remember the song to be about. Here's another poem about a particular young lady I quite recently was rather drawn to. Her name;... Celeste;.. just floats off the tongue like an angel of beauty on wings of light. Celeste your Beauty rivals my impressions of the celestial kingdom; as I can see eternity in your deep captivating eyes. Just to be in your presence rings my soul in resonence of love; peace; and joy; in the fact that beauty such as yours exists in this dank; lonely; and dreary world; which I find myself cast into without ever having had anyone to call my own. I find as I sit next to you; here I can feel the warmth of your soul; A warmth formerly unknown; true; It seems to help fill this hole; One that hurts me oft so;Which pains me that eventally you'll go. So back to a familiar habit; I'll be lonely; and sad.If I could only tell you; let you know in the least; Of the beauty of your personality; and your voice; If I could hear anything for an eternity; if I had the choice; I'd choose the angel's echo of your beautiful strains.I do realize a beauty such as yours;Someone like me never attains.So I'll go on dreaming of your eyes;The thoughts bring my soul to fly to the skies.Corny? Maybe; but these poems have been the only outlet for my lonely angst filled dreams of the other half of my soul I long for. Well;... Have I typed enough? I actually think I got a little carried away. I may have to retype this.

About you

I actually have no Idea. Just that she must be kind; understanding; and not a Filthy McNasty.