cuddlemachine

I am a twenty four year old boy, with a broken soul. I am 5’8 in height. I weigh 155 pounds soaking wet. I know this because I weigh myself after every shower. I am almost certain I can make you laugh, and in the rare case that you don’t, I assure you I am a good tickler. Whenever I am in doubt I flex my love. It makes things better. I want to believe that I have already found my soulmate, but if you want to test my heart and prove me wrong, I am free on Sundays. I am 100 percent fluent in one language. However, Je comprends francais, mais pas beaucoup. Parlez-moi lentement. Dites-moi que tu m’aimes. I like to make art more than I like to look at it, though I appreciate good work from time to time. I have never seen the Mona Lisa. I like to write more than I like to read, though “Love in the Time of Cholera” was a masterpiece. With that said, I would read “The uncanny X-men 325” a hundred times before I read Catcher in the Rye. I believe there are two types of people on this earth, One who loves The Beatles, and one who has never really heard the white album. Whenever I think of The Beatles, I always appreciate the clever use of the homonyms “beat” and “beet”, then I think to myself “Does anybody else care about this as much as me?”