I'd like a woman that can be tolerant of how silly I get... Someone that doesn't mind when I randomly become a workaholic and pushes me to take a break every once in a while, get back to my silly self again and then pull me out of wonderland.

Ehh, it's a cycle...

Sometimes I feel like Superman. I need someone that will give me a reason to come back down to Earth.

Hey, right now I'm just a sketch artist and I'm planning on painting in black/white along with different shades of grey.

I'm not good at coming up with titles, okay?

I can no longer watch nor taste nor listen, for all I do is mind
And when I touch and smell this world is no longer mine
My self refuses to take in and so I've learned to give back
And all that I have absorbed as a child serves to subtract
Music and poetry no longer move me as I've been starved
Infatuation and obsession is the heart that has been carved
Am I capable of love? I've learned just how to present it
But the mind that grants this gift has learned to resent it.
Of the world all I see is stagnation; when I run I close my eyes
To feel, and I believe, that I am with the one that loves me, but I
Know what love is, and feel it's not forever, such is death
Knowing me, I'd rather die than forget the pace of her breath
But, perhaps, in my next life, love will be kinder to my soul
My mind will know the feel of her skin and the taste of her jolt
And listen for and count every stroke 'till love smells of death
Then, once the deed is done, my ears shall, again, go deaf
And again, infatuation and obsession will be all that I crave
Because it's the only way I can continue singing to her grave
All my life, I have written songs to the sweet and lovely
And these blind eyes knew no limit, no beautiful nor ugly.
I denied myself the beauty of their heart for the beating of my own
And swore by it that I would give back the beauty in this loan

I was named after a flower so.
I'm feeling rather lonely in this vase.
Join me, the water's not so bad. Besides, you know you need it.

You nEEd it. Forget about the pinky, we can be fancy without it.

Alright, I posted some more detail about my hobbies. I wasn't taking this seriously at first, now I am. But I can't not tell a few jokes in my description. +_+

Fixed.

Hello! I'm not going to ask for the conventional 1-10 rating.

Make it 1-100... Percentage... of... whatever normal people consider datable.

Anyone have some dance moves that won't mess with my already pathetic equilibrium?

I prefer using Rosario as my last name as it has more meaning to me. I'm a poet and have been for 10 years. I'm 23. I just joined an art school and I'm planning on getting a job so I can pay for violin lessons... I also practice three forms of Martial arts

Why is there no ninja smiley?