This is every lady’s (or gentleman’s, I don’t judge) dream date.
A man that isn’t afraid. To live. To love. To jump off of a house.
When I see this photo, I think “this is the man whose seed I’d like to carry”. At the very least, I’d like to get a cocktail, ask some advice since he is “full of good ideas”, and see where the evening takes us.
A hospital? A jail cell? A sidewalk at 7:30am with inexplicable bruises and unidentifiable blood?
I like a date that has the possibilty where one of us may or may not end up in a body cast. I mean, really, when it comes down to it…if it’s not ending in tragedy, then why leave (or leap from) the house.
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