Anyone can message me.
If I add you, pleeeease message me on one of the things I’ve provided below. I don’t have a full account, so I can’t really message ya
If I added you, it means I’m interested in you. However, I am awful at messaging people first, so don’t be afraid to send some love my way
For those without a full membership that wish to chat with me, feel free to add me or message me on the following platforms.
Kik – louis0891
WhatsApp – +19089105448
Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/louis089
Skype – elraven089
Email – email@example.com
Instagram (barely use) – https://www.instagram.com/aufwiedersehen189/
Over the course of being on the internet, I’ve had numerous profiles. Some long, and some short. Honestly, I think I’ve hated them all, but the most recent one is possibly the lamest. It feels so disingenuous. Reading it over, it makes me sound like someone I’m not, and gives off a feeling of ”fake”. I don’t want to be fake. I want to be me. I want people to know me and to like me for who I am, even if it’s just an attempLb0t at friendship. One of the most important aspects of any type of relationship is honesty, at least to me. A lot of people tend to wear a mask. That’s fine. I do as well at times, but I think starting a relationship on a masked truth is unfair. It’s unfair to both people. The person wearing said mask could be a fantastic human being underneathe, while the other could feel hurt by whatever information was hidden.
We’re living in an age where information is at our fingertips. You can literally Google search someone’s name, and find out anything about them if they’ve been active online. While I can understand the reason behind hiding who you are from someone; I don’t understand the point of it. The truth always rises to the top, much like cream, eh? I like being open. I like letting people know exactly what they’re in for when they want to build something with me. If they don’t like what they see, then they can just leave. No harm done.
Without rambling on for too long, and trust me, this will probably last another few paragraphs; allow me to introduce myself.
My name is Louis. I’m a hopeless writer as well as romantic. I fancy myself intelligent, but truthfully I’m probably just average. I’m an asexual. If you don’t know what that means, let me explain. There are many different variations of asexuality. At the end of the day, it is just a label, and I hate labels, but it’s the one that best describes me. My asexuality is defined by the fact that I can live the rest of my life without ever having sex. I don’t want sex. However, if it were to ever happen with someone special, I would be more than happy to oblige. I do enjoy romantic things. Intimate things that aren’t intercourse. I love cuddling, kissing, and just being a giant cheeseball. I said earlier that I’m a hopeless romantic. It’s incredibly hopeless. I’m an idiot in love. It’s love a fire burning me up from the inside, and I can’t stop it. I just love the feeling. I love that sort of connection.
Since I believe in being open, I’m going to talk about my negatives, because why not? Why hide anything? Because someone might use my personal issues against me? Who cares? I’m not a good person. I like to think that I am sometimes, but the truth is that I’m fucked up. I could sit here and blame other people for my shortcomings, but the fact is I’m just not right. I’m insecure. I don’t really like anything about me, no matter any compliments I’ve received. Some people say handsome, I say Shrek. Some say I have a lovely voice. I say I sound like a vulture skull-fucking a corpse. I look at my pictures and think, ”Jesus Christ, I look like Chris Farley post-overdose.” I tend to trust people too soon and too quickly. I’m gullible and quite stupid. It’s laughable. Once my trust is betrayed, forget about it. You’re better of trying to milk a chicken. Not to say that I can’t trust again, but I definitely find it hard to forgive people that hurt me. I’m an emotional person, too. As if I couldn’t get any worse, right? When I feel something, I feel it tenfold, and who knows? Maybe that makes me bipolar. I don’t think so, but who knows? I can be super immature when I’m close with someone. Making inappropriate jokes and saying stupid things that sometimes get me in trouble.
If you were to ask me about my positives, I’d answer like this: I am loyal. I am loyal to an extreme extent, and I will NEVER betray your trust. I’m not the type of person who will hold your hand if you’re having an issue, but I won’t give unsolicited advice either. I will tell you things that will hurt you, and you’ll probably hate me. At the end of the day, however, you might respect me, and that’s something I value. I value respect and honesty. I will always be honest and respectful. Yes, I can be disrespectful when I act a bit goofy, but I will never make you feel less than human. I do believe that you should treat others the way you want to be treated. I really want to meet people that give me honesty. People that make me earn their respect. People that don’t shell out meaningless compliments. I’m caring. Sometimes too caring. I always put someone else over myself, even if I’m hurt. Sometimes pride takes the wheel, but I try not to let that happen. I hate hurting people and seeing people hurt, especially if it’s because of me.
There’s obviously more to me, but I feel I’ve been typing for quite a while, and I don’t think there is much of a point to continue. If you’d like to get to know me better, then please. Feel free to contact me. I’m always nice, especially if you’re not a jerk to me for no reason. I won’t type much about the things I do, or things that I like, because I think it’s important to have things to talk about with someone. Profiles often times give these things away too easily, and it becomes a chore thinking of what to ask or what to say.