hi, i'm daniel krupt
and welcome to my wonderland.
as attractive, charming or smart i may seem, it's all delusional. i'm nothing more than your average city boy who plays xbox all day and stands in awe at girls who pass by. please, don't message me saying that i'm attractive, i'm here for conversation. i'm not here to attract attention to myself at all, i just want to be understood. just because i'm male, don't assume that my cock and my brain function seperately. i don't want to fuck you, i want to wake up next to you, and if i'm only with you for one night then i hope it's because i died the next day.
The thing you fail to grasp is that people are not basically good. We are basically selfish. We shove and clamor and cry for adoration, and beat down everyone else to get it. Life is a competition of prattling peacocks enraptured in inane mating rituals. But for all our effacing and self-importance, we are all slaves to what we fear most. You have so very much to learn. Here, Let me teach you.
i'm a nice person once you get to know me.
The thing you fail to grasp is that people are not basically good. We are basically selfish. We shove and clamor and cry for adoration, and beat down everyone else to get it. Life is a competition of prattling peacocks enraptured in inane mating rituals. But for all our effacing and self-importance, we are all slaves to what we fear most. You have so very much to learn. Here, Let me teach you.
i'm a nice person once you get to know me.
INTERESTS
| Movies: | Foreign, Historical dramas, Independent, Psychological Thrillers, Tearjerkers |
| Art: | Film/Video Making |
| Entertainment and Celebrities: | Live Music (Concerts), Festivals |
| Activities: | Clubbing, Drinking, Partying, Traveling |
The ocean claws its way up the rocks with its watery fingers in an act of desperation. Each day the ocean attempts to escape itself, its vast nature causing it to mingle with the land every now and then to remind it of its worldly place. It escapes every so often to meet the rocks, to feel the sand, and to wash away the sorrow of the sea creatures. But like everything in life, this is only temporary, and the ocean must once again be pulled away from its new life, back into the same old routine, waiting patiently until the time comes again, to greet the beach with its transparent touch.