A loss of hope is a powerful thing. Sure as hell knocked me on my ass for a few weeks there, I had honestly forgotten how much heartbreak actually sucks. But, I did my crying, I got my anger out, picked myself back up, and it's time to get back into the fray. The basics about me, I'm six feet tall, my eye color depends on the lighting, I'm kind of on the squishy side weight wise but I am working on trimming down a bit, I'm bisexual, my needle on the cycle kinda flipped hard towards women within the last year, the cycle is a strange mistress. I have social anxiety and I can be a bit awkward, but I am quite warm and friendly once I've got a good feel for someone. I'm a gamer, (mostly single player stuff, I never really got into playing multiplayer games.) I'm always down to hear new music, I'm a metalhead at heart, but my music taste is pretty diverse, I do write, but that's kind of on hold until I replace my laptop, I love food and animals, if you have pets, I WILL gush over them. I know I can seem a bit standoffish, but I'm a huge teddy bear once you get to know me. It's been said I wear my heart on my sleeve, I'm an open book and I have no problem talking about my life, it's been an interesting one to say the least. I'm hoping I can find my soulmate out there somewhere. I'm a hopeless romantic and I'm fiercely loyal to the people I care about. I'm... Okay, real talk. I'm scared to get back out on the field, but a friend told me I need to stop holding myself back out of fear of failure or rejection, and I kind of took that to heart. I can't keep avoiding my future just so I can stay comfortable and never rise to life's challenges. I'm not perfect, I have my damage, but I'm not gonna let that stop me from reaching for the stars. Hope to hear from some people, my inbox is always open and I try to respond as soon as possible.