27th July 2020 I might amazingly reach 56. A life of mad thoughts and dreams and more thoughts. What for? Two wonderful reasons and nothing more.
Fuck intimate and sexual relationships they don’t exist.
Single male, down to 15 teeth, daily gets depressed as fuck, have Sarcoidosis yet seem to prefer that than the mental health shit, can’t be arsed with sex.
Into model trains, music, writing, trying to cycle again, house plants – sort of and traveling, to and from Addingham and Ilkley.
Would love to meet a woman interested in…