I'm looking for that moment when you meet someone and you just stop breathing equally. . . That you feel the same time on your strongest and most vulnerable. You feel a connection that is real and inevitable. What I look for is love. Not the way love is often interpreted and pronounced with the same ease as good morning. Not the love which the giver and taker see it as a right and duty to give this . . . But love in the form of appreciation for the beauty of a moment. That moment where you do not want someone while everything. And for that you do not have to be perfect . . . Chances are that your little ailments just what makes you so special. Those little crazy habits are just charming. So please do your best not to hide them for me . . . I like them . . . Real people are more fun than perfect . . . so what's wrong with you? PS. send a message, I'm nice and react.