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PLEASE DON'T SEND ME A FRIEND REQUEST WITHOUT READING THIS PROFILE AND/OR THAT'S BLANK!!!!!

Basically, I'm nuts. That does not mean "You're So Crazy Ha ha ha." It means Paranoid Psychotic. I'm not a stalker-THAT's just TACKY. If you don't want to talk to me that's fine, but sometimes EVERYBODY needs the perspective of a lunatic. This is the way I interact now because humans piss me off in person. I'd like to find people that I can get into philosophical conversations with--people with open minds who have thicker skin than most. I'm not here for nude pics nor sex chat(like I said--nuts. But I can't say I'd turn them down--I'm still hetero). I do not engage in personal attacks as long as the other person doesn't. Even then, most of the time I just disappear. I'd like to talk with intelligent people who can appreciate an alternative perspective. My father was in the army for the first 19 years of my life, so I grew up with mostly women, so my preference is to talk with females(though I can talk to anybody who has a mind and uses it too). I've been married for twenty years and I love my wife. She also understands this preference.
I've lived in many different places and been to more.
I'm a natural flirt. I can't help it so if I happen to call you, sweetheart, or darling, pls don't take offense. None is intended-it is merely a term of endearment. Honestly, if one is so uptight that they can't take it, one doesn't need to be talking to me and should unfriend me immediately because I intend fully to chat with those who have friended me(otherwise, what's the point of being here?) I tend to call people ma'am or sir until I get to talking with them.
I'm a reasonably intelligent being with background in diverse subjects including magick.
I'm a Libra which means that I can see all perspectives to issues. Sometimes it's crippling when I have to make a decision. One of the reasons I'm nuts. There's so many, but I do have my charming side and can keep up with most people in a conversation. I know just enough about most subjects to get me in trouble. Come to the madhouse--You'll LOVE it--It's a WAY OF LIFE. BWAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!!!!!! I'm here to talk with people, so if you're looking for a friend to score higher and have no intention of chatting, or being available to chat, please don't send me any friend requests. It's an interesting game, but it's not what I'm here for. I also read the about me section of requestors, so if there's nothing there, be prepared to chat right then.
Another note or two--I live in a rural area and my signal isn't great so if I disappear in the middle of a chat, it's not because I'm ditching anyone--I just lost my signal. I try very hard to say bye before it happens, but sometimes it just doesn't work out. Please take no offense to this.
I also sometimes get depressed and impatient. When this happens, I don't have the ability to rate and like people without a huge consumption of time and hassle, or I just don't feel like talking. Again--it's not you. It's just the situation so please try to be understanding. Thank You for Playing.

Let the Fun Begin!


You see me now, a veteran of a thousand psychic wars.
I've been living on the edge so long, where the winds of limbo roar.
And I'm young enough to look at, and far too old to see.
All the scars are on the inside.
I'm not sure that there's anything left to me.

Don't let these shakes go on.
It's time we had a break from it.
It's time we had some leave.
We've been living in the flames.
We've been eating up our brains.
Oh, please, don't let these shakes go on.

You ask me why I'm weary-Why I can't speak to you.
You blame me for my silence-Say it's time I changed and grew.
But the war's still going on dear, and there's nowhen that I know.
And I can't say if we ever, I can't say that we're ever gonna be free.

Don't let these shakes go on.
It's time we had a break from it.
It's time we had some leave.
We've been living in the flames.
We've been eating up our brains.
Oh, please, don't let these shakes go on.


You see me now a veteran of a thousand psychic wars.
My energy is spent at last and my armor is destroyed.
I have used up all my weapons and I'm helpless and bereaved.
Wounds are all I'm made of. Did I hear you say that this is Victory?

Don't let these shakes go on.
It's time we had a break from it.
Send me to the rear.
Where the tides of madness swell.
And men sliding into hell.
Oh, please, don't let these shakes go on.

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