When I was 12, I wanted to be 16. When I was 16, I wanted to be 18 so badly, I could barely sit still. When I turned 18, 21 seemed the perfect age. As a child I questioned, over analyzed, specul

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Procurando: Masculino idade 37 to 80
Status: 41 Solteiro Sem resposta Fêmea
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Interessado em: Parceiro de atividade
Etnia: Oriente médio
Vivo: Sem casa
Apanhador de Olhos: Peito
Altura: 5'5 polegadas
Corpo: Média
Cabelo/olhos: Castanho, Azul
Fumaça: De jeito nenhum
Beber: Como um Peixe
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Política: Liberal
Educação: Alguma faculdade
Religião: Agnóstico
Renda: Menos de US $15.000
Ocupação: Nusring
Descendência: Sem resposta
Personalidade: aventureiro
País: Belgium
MINHA HISTÓRIA

When I was 12, I wanted to be 16. When I was 16, I wanted to be 18 so badly, I could barely sit still. When I turned 18, 21 seemed the perfect age. As a child I questioned, over analyzed, speculated and assumed that when I got “older” I’d figure it all out and know who I was and what I wanted to be. I’d finally become like those annoying kids in my 5th grade class who confidently shouted, “I want to be a teacher!” “I want to be a lawyer!” I wanted to smack them. I never knew. I’m 57 and I’m still not sure. But I’m not expecting that the light will come on when I reach 60. Who was it that said life is a journey, not a destination? Corny. But true. I no longer have a pressing need to be “something”. I can just BE.

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