That first one didn't really catch any fish, so:
The pictures below capture a man beset by, yes, incredible handsomeness--but also tortured by the restless pain of everyday existence; akin to the quiet despair of an old man, who can't party like he used to.
Me: Let's get down to brass tacs, ladies: Should you choose me? I wouldn't: I spend all day with myself and it's awful. I mean, right now I'm listening to David Koresh music and forgetting my sweatshirts and jackets everywhere--I left one in Delaware. Getting it back sucked.
5'11.
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