Most say I'm a mix of James Bond and Ghandi but with a hint of Bieber when he still wasn't afraid of controversy or women.
After years on march.com, I found myself unfulfilled. One night while experimenting on the keyboard, I moved my left index finger one space to the right and stumbled upon match.com. And there you were.
I looked at your pictures and in every one you look sexy, fit, kind of exotic, and really really smart. Now I want to talk to you and write a song about you on the guitar.
If you're still with me and reading this you must be cool so let's chat.
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