The King Charles Era

The King Charles Era
New sound, new style, still the same loser.

Heated Mating Season

I have come to the realization (conclusion) that I am incompatible.
I snore.
I call exes.
I keep long, awkward hours.
I require volume.
I'm hypersensitive.
I'm toxic-masculine.

So I'm not looking for a girlfriend.
If I end up in a relationship, it'll be with someone familiar.

But I'm not as good in relationships as I want to be.

I snore.
I call exes.
I keep long, awkward hours.
I require volume.
I'm hypersensitive.
I'm toxic-masculine.

I want my recluse to make me seem selfish, in the eyes of the loving.
I am very loving.
Also very caring and kind.
But I don't act my worth, wealth or wage.

I dont act.

I can say that my demeanor hardened in recent years.
And street politics has made me more paranoid.
But I am a lover and a gentleman.

I'm also a 6.

Not a Crip.
Also not Blood.

I am a Gothic High Priest.
On levels seen and understood and otherwise.

Also, I snore.
I call exes.
I keep long, awkward hours.
I require volume.
I'm hypersensitive.
I'm toxic-masculine.






#captivating 

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