Slackwater, 43
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Slackwater
Slackwater, 43
Last online: 18m ago
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Please say more than just hi. I want to know there's a brain lurking within your cranium.

Location

  Oak Harbor (WA), United States  [ show map ]

A couple of my photos

I'm here to

I'm here to meet girls from 18 to 38 years old for dating, friendship, serious relationship and networking.

About me

I used to have a long winded profile, then I put in a more bitter monologue. Sadly, having become jaded by the number of people looking to either scam, or aren't looking for a lifetime with a single individual. I've been many things in my long life, even near death after a horrific car crash. I'm starting a new chapter of my life, one that's more exciting than the previous years I've lived. Writing has become a major passion of mine, one of the books I've written I'm hoping to get published this year. The other four I've finished will have majors changes using techniques I've learned since starting writing.

The genre I tend to focus the on most would get my profile flagged as inappropriate. So I'll simply use the term 'spicy' when it comes to the content of my works. I do have one story which isn't in that category that I'm working on, which I might be able to make a trilogy out of. I've also taken to doing poetry, although I'm not the best at it just yet. Writing isn't my only interest in life. I have a 1968 Ford Fairlane that I've purchased as a project car, going to bring a relic of the past back to its former glory. I enjoy motorcycle riding as well, owning a Kawasaki Ninja ZX6R. Like most Americans, I enjoy firearms, believing strongly in the right to bear arms. I've taken fitness a bit more serious as well. Knowing that in order to jump out of a perfectly good airplane (skydive), I'll need to shed a few more pounds/kilograms off my frame.

My future, aside from writing is also going to see me becoming a school teacher in a couple years. I'm working towards a Bachelors in Elementary Education. I was once a caregiver, taking care of the elderly and infirm. The titanium holding my hip together, and the tibia to my knee has made transferring clinically obese people safely near impossible. While I love interacting with those who need assistance, bringing a smile to their face, letting them know they're appreciated. I cannot risk injury to them, or myself in an attempt to giving an individual a lifestyle they deserve.

If you've managed to get this far without your eyes glazing over. I'll post the poem that I wrote in an hour in honor of those who brought us into this world.

If you want to hear what I sound like. I've uploaded another poem I wrote onto SoundCloud, but you'll have to cut and past the link since embedding doesn't work.

https://soundcloud.com/jason-rice-621776255/no-fault-of-their-own

For Our Mothers by Jason Rice

The woman who through hours of agony
brought a screaming infant into this realm
she’d wake constantly at any hour
to ensure young bellies were fed.

Despite exhaustion and being weary
she’d change the ripest of diapers
only mildly wrinkling her nose
deftly wiping away leaking fecal chaos.

When she wasn’t dealing with one exit
her watchful eyes had to be scanning
safeguarding against an impending attack
an oral disgorge could easily transpire.

Sleep would be a dream she’d relish
nobly sacrificing her own rest
silently observing her dozing baby
fretting over the tiniest of noises.

Somehow, at times impossibly so
she’d juggle tasks like an entertainer
performing her duties with ease
as if she were a natural thespian.

In the mornings, typically waking early
preparing a pleasing nutritious breakfast
aptly getting her brood off to school
only then taking a short intermission.

Birthdays, and necessary calendar days
will somehow be steadily recollected
memory which logically should be frayed
manages to holds all dates like Fort Knox.

Her sacrifice more often than not
unappreciated by all those involved
only upon fragmented remembrance
do we see how much our moth

About you

A woman who puts something into her profile. You cannot imagine how difficult it is to communicate with someone when they've got nothing written to work with. If you're a lady who believes that you can skirt by solely on your appearance and snare the perfect man that way, you'll find yourself sorely disappointed in life. Looks only draw a man in, your personality, the soul lurking within that body, that's the woman a man wants, we know full well beauty fades with time. Which is why most men want a lady who'll be more than just eye candy, a trophy wife doesn't keep us spiritually content.

To the ladyboy/TG community. I'll happily chat with you about whatever, but I'll not be looking for anything outside of a friendship.

Personal info

Age:
43
Gender:
Male
Appearance:
Average
Caucasian (White), 6'1" (185cm), 245lbs (111kg), blue eyes and brown hair.

Occupation:
Caregiver
Education:
College - Some
Religion:
Other

Relationship status:
Single
Has children:
Yes (Lives with)
Wants children:
Yes
Willing to relocate:
Not sure
Smoking:
Non smoker
Drinking:
Non drinker


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