viiilove

Night comes and I realize that I no longer miss the same things as before, I no longer want to go to a party and drink without control (although sometimes I enjoy it very much with my friends) I prefer to be at home enjoying a good time came , reading A good book, join me to eat a barbecue and play poker.

A pretty face and a night of sex no longer fill me, the superficial is no longer enough for me. I need to interact with each other, that makes me curious, arouse respect and some admiration.

Night comes and the cold (as I hate the cold) causes my desire to take refuge in a pair of arms, no matter what face I wear, how I think or what the barbarities say, but I realize, just in time, the emptiness and without he. Nice to hear just thinking about it and I prefer to hug myself to be with another moron.

What kind of relationships do you prefer?

@rambo @missy