I want to meet: Good friend, and ideally - a loved one. Not first, not second, but only! I will give a beautiful body and soul in good hands. Where are you my slave and lover? Write to me, call me at any time of day ... I'm waiting for you ... Holding my breath in my chest ... We are looking for .. Meet the .. Find .. Lose .. With - not appreciate .. Meeting - throw .. Attempts and torture .. Agreed - scattered .. Did not have time to live .. And once again parted .. But where is the love? So ever and without boundary. Or maybe this one. And maybe another. Change of face, body and smile .. But looking only multiplies the error. Falling in love. Attachment .. Passion - as you like. Themselves and others play freely .. When love is not difficult to guess. When the one without the other is impossible ... We love those who loves us. We destroy those who love us. We hate, but we kiss. We do not seek, but live. We allow, not wanting to. We curse, but we take. We talk and forget. That love eternal lie. We care about contemplate. To spark the eyes do not respond. We're playing rough feelings. And do not regret anything. We dream to be with loved ones close ... but we forget just how we love those who loves us, and we destroy those who love us! Relations are not looking! BUILD THEM! DO NOT EVEN BUILD. .. ! ON THIS STRONG relations develop - by themselves, by mutual sympathy, sexual desire, and the difference COMMUNITY OF INTEREST, THOUGHTS VIEWS etc. This is as keys and Keyhole: OR is ideal, or none. You WILL NOT Fits NOT suitable key to the keyhole? You surely will order NEW - PERFECT RIGHT? How many of those with whom you can go to bed, How few of those with whom you want to wake up ... And in the morning parting smile, and waved his hand, and the whole day, worrying wait for news. How many of those with whom you can simply live drink coffee in the morning, to talk and argue .. Who do I go to rest on the sea and as it should be - in joy and in sorrow, To be close ... But it is not love .. How few of those with whom you want to dream! Watch as clouds of swarming in the sky Write words of love at the first snow, And to think only about the man ... How few of those with whom you can be silent, Who knows at a glance, with the floor look, Who does not feel sorry for year after year to give, And whom can you, as a reward, Any pain, any penalty to take ... This is how it weaves rigmarole - It is easy to meet, without pain to part ... That's because many of those with whom you can go to bed. That's because few people with whom you want to wake up. My opinion: Treat another person and his freedom with care and respect, while remaining close. But if too much sozhmesh and laid claim to the possession of another person - the relationship sours and scatter. WILL loyal, reliable, and only beloved. &
Кого я хочу найти:
Хорошего друга, а в идеале - любимого человека.
Не первого, не второго, а единственного!

Зрелого и сформировавшегося во всех отношениях, нескучного и без комплексного парня, знающего чего и кого он хочет и готового к серьёзным отношениям, а также способного принять меня, таким каким я есть !

Дружу со многими... Общаюсь с некоторыми... Встречаюсь с единицами... Люблю одного...

А, вообще я обычный парень, в толпе не теряюсь и имею индивидуальность.