bidiacym 34歲, 女, 住在Texas
個人資料
- 性別
- 女
- 找
- 男
- 國家
- 美国
- 位置
- Texas, Floresville
- 婚戀狀態
- 離婚
- 身高
- 5 ft 2 in / 158-160 cm
- 體型
- 豐滿
- 種族
- 白人
- 宗教信仰
- 不可知論者
- 職業
- 私信問我
個人介紹
Intelligent. Honest. Open-minded. Real.
“The past is history; The future is a mystery; This moment is a gift; That is why this moment is called the present; Enjoy it.” Allan Johnson It’s pretty risky stuff, isn’t it, putting oneself out to the world in this way? I would imagine that the chances of meeting someone who will be your One True Love are pretty slim. But we gotta try. We gotta keep looking. We can’t just stop and declare our heart is going solo forever and ever—can we? I can’t. I won’t.I’m not, therefore, just sitting around waiting for the love of my life to come knocking at my door (although i certainly wouldn't turn him away...). I like to touch a man, i love running my fingers over his skin and feeling the shiver of anticipation tighten in their wakebut i like to know the man before the touching begins. It’s kind of a doubleedged sword for me. On one hand there's the everpresent urgent press of my need for touch, for gasping sensation, for shared intensity of feeling. On the other hand i
“The past is history; The future is a mystery; This moment is a gift; That is why this moment is called the present; Enjoy it.” Allan Johnson It’s pretty risky stuff, isn’t it, putting oneself out to the world in this way? I would imagine that the chances of meeting someone who will be your One True Love are pretty slim. But we gotta try. We gotta keep looking. We can’t just stop and declare our heart is going solo forever and ever—can we? I can’t. I won’t.I’m not, therefore, just sitting around waiting for the love of my life to come knocking at my door (although i certainly wouldn't turn him away...). I like to touch a man, i love running my fingers over his skin and feeling the shiver of anticipation tighten in their wakebut i like to know the man before the touching begins. It’s kind of a doubleedged sword for me. On one hand there's the everpresent urgent press of my need for touch, for gasping sensation, for shared intensity of feeling. On the other hand i