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| Location: | Old Hickory Tennessee |
| Zip Code: | 37138 |
| Age: | 35, Scorpio |
| Height: | 5 ft. 11 in. |
| Hair, Eyes: | Dirty Blonde, Other |
| Body Type: | Athletic |
| Ethnicity: | White |
| Religion: | Buddhist |
| Politics: | Very Liberal |
| Education: | Bachelor's Degree |
| Income: | Didn't Say |
| Job: | Entertainment and Media |
| Drink: | Drink Socially |
| Smoke: | Don't Smoke |
| Status: | Single |
| Have Kids: | Yes, not living with me |
| Want More: | Didn't Say |
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| Personality |
Greetings...
This can't go on, I've just got to find out
What you are like... or without any doubt...
My breathing will cease and my heart could go bust,
And all of my bones could wither to dust...
I know what I'll do, I'll approach you and smile...
Say, "Something Funny" or something by the while
More likely, I'll pass out from fright and remorse
I'm certainly hope that won't happen, of course...
I'll just get up the nerve and say out of the blue...
"Hi, my name is Hash and I'd love to get to know you"
Silently...you softly stare with a guarded concern
But deep down inside something is starting to burn...
You smile deeply back and slip out your hand
"Hi, my name is __________ and that would be grand...
Seems, I've been waiting to meet guy just like you
lets get a cup of Joe and chat for a few..."
Lets see....this about sums up the girl I'm looking for by chance is it you...???
Fire-breathing Scorpio with voodoo-doll eyes and a talent for walking on water seeks a suitable sinner who's at least half as silky and slippery as me. I don't just want a lover, I want a partner in crime--preferably with no outstanding warrants or restraining orders and an expansive collection of sex toys. Good table manners definitely not important. My inner freak wants to get into the most trouble possible with your inner child. My astrologer has informed me that the gods have finally lifted the hex that's kept me from giving and getting all the love I need and deserve. Fortunately my karmic debts are all paid up, at least the romantic ones! So what do you say we celebrate? I'm no expert at guiltless fun, but I'm willing to learn at the hands of a master. If you smell good and know how to make love with your mind as well as your body, that's the only love spell I need. Taking long walks under the moonlight, sipping wine, and holding hands during candlelit dinners, listening to creamy love ballads in front of a roaring fire? **** that. Instead, let's scream '70s songs at the top of our lungs as we run down the middle of the street naked after midnight in the pouring rain! Or let's trade clothes and rollerblade out to the closest bridge or bigass downhill for a no-holds-barred freaking out of control speed exhibition....
"It's gonna take both of us to get one of us ...in trouble..."
 
a vicious circle i know....
ENIGMATA POEM OF CHANGE.....
Forgive me Mother for I have conformed. I have coveted my neighbor's Hummer. I have longed endlessly for an Escalade. I have had impure thoughts about owning a 401k and joining a fitness center. I have eaten at McDonald's many many times… Mother and I have been stained by the secret sauce. I have watched Jerry Springer many times and have found it uplifting. In my heart I have wished to be like everyone else. I have striven for mediocrity mother. I have longed to have a job as a technical something or another and make over a 100k a year. I too have had women as playthings and toys. I have participated in unmindful conformist groupthink & have done what I've been told way too many times.
I have paid more attention to what others think than what I think myself......
Bless me Mother and cleanse me of my past life so
I may go forward dancing and swaying with bright red & blue bunny rabbits adorned With the diamond halos of crispy gold flashythingies..
Searing bright hot and steaming against the molten stones of my expression
Burning, burning every little bit of that nasty conformity away...
Leaving nothing but my very soul……burn baby burn
Bless me Mother and help me to conform no longer....
Patiently I await the flames. everlasting glory consuming me....
My soul patiently awaits the burning touch of your grasp..
Later, Hash
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| Personality Type: | Life of the party |
| Want To Find: | A woman ages 23 to 45 to date |
| I Party: | Couple times a month |
Interests:
I Like: | anything outdoors, badasses, candles, chillin, circus freaks, dogs, enduring, fast cars, fetishes, great movies that make you cry, harley's, hiking, long walks, motocross, motorcycles, mountain biking, parades, peircings, people watching, poetry, reading, really loud music, singing in the shower, snowboarding, spooning, surfing, tattoos, theatre, trippin daisies, trucks, twisting your twinkie, writing |
| My Groups: | Artists & Musicians |
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