I'm the guy all the girls' moms wanted their daughters to date... and the guy none of the girls wanted to be anything more than friends with. Damaged, alone... NOT. Their loss, my gain. I had TERRIBLE taste back then.
Why did I sign up here? Simple. I'm a successful artist and sometimes I could use a model. That, and I'm very outgoing and friendly, accepting and understanding. A good friend, whose absolute best friend is his wife.
And sometimes I need to spout. Even if no one is listening, dammit, I need to spout. I don't even give a hoot if no one cares, or y'all even relate to my moaning and groaning.
I get misjudged a lot. Surprise there, huh? Who misjudges me? Just about everyone. Walking in the mall today, I walked into a store that had a bunch of expensive status symbol crap, and I had on my blue jeans, muddy shoes, and dirty LL Bean (friendly) jacket. All the f***ed up business people looked down their noses. Screw em... I'll pay cash when they make their payments.
I am still about 16. I just look 42. What the hell happened? My feet hurt.
I like friends. I make them easy, sometimes too easy. I believe it's easy to make new friends, but nearly impossible to make old friends anymore. People just don't take the time. That makes me sad.
A little girl at the hospital the other day had on a cast over her wrist and up to all of her fingers. Only two tips were poking out. I studied it very seriously, and with a very straight face said, "OK, how are you picking your nose?" Poor girl.
Why did I sign up here? Simple. I'm a successful artist and sometimes I could use a model. That, and I'm very outgoing and friendly, accepting and understanding. A good friend, whose absolute best friend is his wife.
And sometimes I need to spout. Even if no one is listening, dammit, I need to spout. I don't even give a hoot if no one cares, or y'all even relate to my moaning and groaning.
I get misjudged a lot. Surprise there, huh? Who misjudges me? Just about everyone. Walking in the mall today, I walked into a store that had a bunch of expensive status symbol crap, and I had on my blue jeans, muddy shoes, and dirty LL Bean (friendly) jacket. All the f***ed up business people looked down their noses. Screw em... I'll pay cash when they make their payments.
I am still about 16. I just look 42. What the hell happened? My feet hurt.
I like friends. I make them easy, sometimes too easy. I believe it's easy to make new friends, but nearly impossible to make old friends anymore. People just don't take the time. That makes me sad.
A little girl at the hospital the other day had on a cast over her wrist and up to all of her fingers. Only two tips were poking out. I studied it very seriously, and with a very straight face said, "OK, how are you picking your nose?" Poor girl.
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timore:
That is strange. At least Atlanta is cool enough to move to. I left Cali and Macon is terrible. Artist? What type? I, like everyone else, am a wanna-be photographer.
luis:
Welcome to SG. 
That skeleton reminds me of my biology teacher who used to tell me to chew every bite of food, haha. Odd. 
That skeleton reminds me of my biology teacher who used to tell me to chew every bite of food, haha. Odd.