Friends . . .

Time for truth . . .

To Inner Beauty (and the other names you go by) . . .

While I understand the grounds for the objection let me lay on some truth.

This is a dating site. Anything I write hopefully becomes another strategy in helping me find someone nice.

Because it's virtually impossible to describe a human situation in 300 words or less, I write here, where I have as long as it takes. Hoping someone wants to hook up. So of course it's all content.

I want romance. To date. To hook up. Even to be married. That's right. Not admired for being artsy, clever, witty, or showy online.

Passing notes does not a relationship make. It's frustrating when I go to your name and find no contact information. Your poem remains, but darkness has fallen.

Get real or let be. (Without he LOL). . .

 

how many of us have them?