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I'm looking for someone to [insert hyperbole here]. I want someone who'll go trainhopping with me. I want someone to invite me to go out and [pet fuzzy kittens and make hot cocoa].

I'm looking for someone to play with, to cause trouble with. Someone who does it all. Irreverent and serious. Strong and romantic. Buzzing with life and still takes time to watch clouds.

It takes for fucking ever to get to know someone on-line. Is it just me, or do people seem paralyzed by caution? Fuck that. Take a chance. Let's race headlong to our certain doom. Send me a message. If you end up hating me, you don't have to marry me.

I'm looking for a way to burn off excess energy. A way to spice up the mind-numbing boredom of a day job. I'm looking to stir up trouble, to inspire and be inspired by untamed people for crazy, reckless friendship. But maybe I'm just drinking too much coffee.

I have wonderful friends and a sizzling lover, but you can't have too much creative, iconoclastic, adventurous, sexy energy in your life.

How about you? Do you have more creative energy than you know what to do with? Too much bubbling, sizzling zing to just dutifully do what you are supposed to? Are you tired of being good?

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