How are you
tressinx
Seattle, Washington | Femme Cherchant Travestis
Informations de base
Je sais parler
Anglais
Je me décrirais comme
Legendary child, for want of more words,
I give you a song, a glorious lie,
A life of self-interest for you to enjoy,
Because I am willing, to give of the world,
more than I own, for you to destroy.
I know you've spent time, a while at least,
Allowing yourself, to be released,
And while that's not bad, it can be said,
That all of your thoughts are still in your head.
Because of the time you've spent locked in the dark,
It's endless words on which you've left your mark,
For words are just thoughts, and thoughts, it is known,
Are something, and nothing, but darks of your own.
But words are just words, and thoughts are the same,
Neither has a world, or lover, or name,
Their purpose is speech, with oneself or another,
Word and thought are two of two, like a brother and a brother,
And so their purpose is threefold, for they are the other's brother,
They are the lover, and the mother.
Folded in thought's loving arms, like a child to a breast,
Word then started wanting more, and has become a wanton whore,
It abandons thought these days, and does what it perceives as best.
Leaving loving brother-mother, it is dumb, and fails the test.
And without word, thought's might is squandered,
Watching, helpless, as it's slandered,
By the very word who called it mother,
By it's vicious lover-brother,
And now it has become the other.
Furious battle rages on, they fight to sing the other's song,
Brother-mother love is gone, and they will not get along,
Maybe someday in the future, the feud of word and thought will end,
And though the bond they share is ruined, then they may again be friends.
I give you a song, a glorious lie,
A life of self-interest for you to enjoy,
Because I am willing, to give of the world,
more than I own, for you to destroy.
I know you've spent time, a while at least,
Allowing yourself, to be released,
And while that's not bad, it can be said,
That all of your thoughts are still in your head.
Because of the time you've spent locked in the dark,
It's endless words on which you've left your mark,
For words are just thoughts, and thoughts, it is known,
Are something, and nothing, but darks of your own.
But words are just words, and thoughts are the same,
Neither has a world, or lover, or name,
Their purpose is speech, with oneself or another,
Word and thought are two of two, like a brother and a brother,
And so their purpose is threefold, for they are the other's brother,
They are the lover, and the mother.
Folded in thought's loving arms, like a child to a breast,
Word then started wanting more, and has become a wanton whore,
It abandons thought these days, and does what it perceives as best.
Leaving loving brother-mother, it is dumb, and fails the test.
And without word, thought's might is squandered,
Watching, helpless, as it's slandered,
By the very word who called it mother,
By it's vicious lover-brother,
And now it has become the other.
Furious battle rages on, they fight to sing the other's song,
Brother-mother love is gone, and they will not get along,
Maybe someday in the future, the feud of word and thought will end,
And though the bond they share is ruined, then they may again be friends.
Signe
Cancer
Apparence & situation
Ma silhouette est
Avec des formes
Ma taille est
5' 6 (1.68 m)
Mes yeux sont
Verts
Mon origine ethnique est
Caucasienne
Ma situation maritale est
Relation sérieuse
J'ai des enfants
Non
Je veux des enfants
Oui
Ce que j'ai de mieux
Lèvres
Art Corporel
Autre
Mes cheveux sont
Autre
J'en ai 1 ou plus
Chat
Prêt(e) à vivre ailleurs
Non
Statut
Mon niveau d'éducation est
Enseignement secondaire
Ma situation professionnelle actuelle est
Sans emploi
Mon domaine de compétence est
Art / Musique / Littérature
Mon titre de fonction est
Certified Slacker
J'ai gagné cette année
Moins de 14,999 €
Je vis
En colocation, Avec des animaux
Chez moi
C'est plutôt calme
Je fume
Non
Je bois de l'alcool
Non
Personnalité
Au lycée, j'étais un/e
Mal-aimé/e
Socialement, je suis plutôt
Réservé, Timide, Tapageur, Bruyant, Observateur, Antisocial, Sympa, Comique, Impulsif, Séducteur, Ouvert, Sombre, Bizarre
Mes passions et loisirs sont
Art & artisanat, Lecture, Apprendre, Musique, Internet, Jeux, Danse, Famille, Dîner , Photographie, Théâtre, Cuisine, Jardinage, Pêche / Chasse, Ordinateurs
Un bon moment pour moi c'est
Rester à la maison, Faire de nouvelles expériences, Me relaxer, Dormir, Lire, Se déguiser, Jouer aux jeux vidéos, Aller au musée
Un premier rendez-vous idéal, ce serait
Dinner at home.
J'ai toujours voulu essayer
Making pottery.
Mes amis me décrivent comme
Sympa, Trublion, Obscur/e, Neuneu, Je n'ai pas d'amis, Un amour
Points de vue sur la vie
Ma religion c'est
Croyances spirituelles mais pas religieuses
Je vais à la messe
Jamais
Mon but dans la vie c'est
Bleh.
Mon sens de l'humour est plutôt
Vicelard, Intelligent, Sarcastique, Sympa, Neuneu, Obscur/e, Bouffon, Coquin/e
Goûts
A la télévision, je regarde
Dessins animés, J'aimerais avoir une télévision
Quand je vais au cinéma, je regarde toujours
Science-fiction, Animation
Quand j'écoute de la musique, ce que je préfère c'est
Metal, Electro, Pop, New age, Musique ambientale, Dance, Reggae, Folk, Punk
Quand je lis, ce que je préfère c'est
Actualités, Bandes-dessinées / Romans graphiques, Fantaisie, Fictions, Santé, Horreur, Humour, Programmes instructifs, Mystères, Philosophie, Politique, Œuvres de référence, Poésie, Religions, Satires, Sciences, Science-fiction, Je suis auteur
Mon idée du fun
I don't have fun.
Recherchant un/e
Que trouvez-vous attirant?
Intelligence, Beauté, Humour, Talents, Empathie, Audace, Etrangeté, Pouvoir, Séduction, Bon sens, Délicatesse
Que recherchez-vous?
Stuff.
Quel type de relation recherchez-vous?
Pote virtuel, Vrai‧e ami‧e