Im just looking for chat and comradre.
Im not on here to cyber or get naked. I just came for the drinks lol.

(infact if u have nsfw pics of yourself then i probably wont add you or will delete you. im not into fu-hoes).

im not really looking for a relationship...
but what is my type people always want to know.

I am only into white or native americans. sorry.
I prefer artists of some sort, be it tattooing, drawing, painting, musicians, writers whatever. (tho im beyond leery of musicians that are all about spotlight and "making it" these days).
pretty much everyone I have dated was an artist of some sort. they got alot more soul. I like people with passions in life. and alot of depth.

I like my guys heavyset, tall and hairy. MUCH prefer long hair. shaved heads can be hot too tho.
grrls im more open. picky but like diff types.
black or red hair. green eyes preferred. into the goth or punk look a big plus.

Im not big on ego but i love cockiness.
people that are family oriented. love kids...
a great sense of humor is a must.

wont date hunters. pro-choicers, or people in/former military. it goes against my beliefs sorry.

Im not really looking for my next ex tho. It would take someone really special to steal my heart.





"Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn't it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest & it opens your heart & it means that someone can get inside you & mess you up. You build up these defenses, you build this whole suit of armor, so that nothing can hurt you, then one stupid person, no different from any other stupid person, wanders into your stupid life. You give them a piece of you. They didn't ask for it. They do something dumb one day, like kiss you or smile at you, & then your life isn't your own any more. Love takes hostages. It gets inside you. It eats you out & leaves you crying in the darkness, working its way into your heart. It hurts. Not just in the imagination. Not just in the mind. It's a soul hurt, a body hurt, a real gets inside you & rips you apart pain. I hate love."

"After a while you learn the subtle difference between holding a hand and chaining a soul, and you learn that loving doesn't mean leaning and company doesn't mean security, and you begin to learn that kisses aren't contracts and presents aren't promises, and you begin to accept your defeats with your head up and your eyes open, with the grace of an adult, not the grief of a child. You learn to build all your roads on today because tomorrow's ground is too uncertain for plans. After a while you learn that even sunshine burns if you get too much. So, plant your own garden and decorate your own soul, instead of waiting for someone to bring you flowers. And you learn that you really can endure... that you really are strong, and you really do have worth."