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Teenage wasteland.

I’ve felt like a teenager for the last 30 years.

I got with the flow. I’m not worried about anything.

I got what I need and if I want, why do I want?

I want a wife.

Why do I want a wife and what am I willing to sacrifice to have a woman in my life?

Notice, I used sacrifice.

The first thing I have to sacrifice is my alone time will get shorter.

Relationships work because of the sacrifices each make.

I want someone to talk to that i cam jave sex with. I’m looking for wife, not a friend. On that note, a wife would be my best friend.

That’s what most relationships lack. They want to fuck, but have nothing in common and don’t like each other that much, however the sex is great.

I’ve been in that kind of relationship. 

Here’s how it fails for me. I’m a telepath.

When having sex, I can see what is in your head, and if it’s not me…and it wasn’t me too many times.

It’s why I chose celibacy. 

Over ten years, I’ve been celibate. 

For a wife my entire life would change to suit her. I’m an empathic amplifier.  It’s who I am.

For instance, what flowers are your favorite, you’ll get them occasion for no reason.

I cook. Whatever you want, get me the ingredients, and I’ll make it, and it will take a couple of tries before I perfect it and work at making it better.

You will have my undivided attention at all times unless I’m talking to my son.

Full  body massages.  Once a week.

I’m still a teenager at heart. 

I lost my virginity at 17. I was in love, and she was in love with me, and we made love.

That’s my sexual imprint.

Of course I’ve learned and I can fuck you like Greek God or the devil himself and anything in-between.

I enjoy making a woman orgasm. I’m an empathic amplifier, of course, I love a woman’s orgasm.

This is my journal where I write my private thoughts.

I keep nothing private.

I keep no secrets.

I’m looking for a wife, and that means she’s looking for me.

We don’t know how we will meet, but it will be when we each have the idea of surrendering to another as not as scary as it seems.

I’m ready to surrender.