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Rosso: gentle, calm, warm and wise....
| Cherchant: | Femelle âge 25 à 61 | | Statut: | 53 Unique Tout droit Mâle | | Emplacement: | | | Intérêt dans: | Rencontres occasionnelles | | Ethnicité | Multiracial | | Vivant: | Vivre par moi-même | | Attire l'attention: | Lèvres | | | La taille: | 5'7 pouces | | Corps: | Moyenne | | Cheveux/Yeux: | Chauve, Noir | | Fumée: | En aucune façon | | Boisson: | Parfois | | Exercice | 2 fois par semaine | | Politique: | Aucun | | |
MON HISTOIRE
Finding someone is a lot like house hunting, wheather its in my country of origin Portugal or the country where I was brought up Oman or my adopted country since 11 years plus NZ. Everyone has a wish list three bedrooms, walkin pantry, fenced backyard, etc. Then your agent shows you an improbable house that meets none of your requirements. However, theres a quirky little room off the kitchen thats too small to be good for much, oddly situated. There you are, standing in it, and the afternoon sun is slanting in through the windows all buttery and warm, making everything golden. You envision bookshelves, a comfy chair, a side table for a glass of wine and suddenly you NEED this house. Never mind the lack of closet space and the horrid carpet; you need the life you imagine for yourself in that room. Finding someone is just like that any list of "requirements" goes right out the window when you meet the right person. I wish I can find someone who really bear the same thing in mind with me....
my boss thinks i am sick, my room mates think i am at work but u know i am fising ha ha
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