Hm. Saint, Immortal and erotic.

One difference, brag on loser.

Two, welcome the third and danced out.

Where are you still?

Single hell of a man with you!?

I am a man and a hell of a man. I just lost all and find nothing and nobody...

I have a wasted life. Have you imagination left? I am not there.

What is my problem until you are?

I smile because I don't want to smile. I even laugh.

What reason do you have for that?!

Step back and start all over. First you can't point the loser... out of mirror picture...

A beautiful woman should find me. Somebody. Have all. I am no handyman after smart... I feel after smart. A meaning...

Oops...

Then they call me jealous, no care and bad taste...

Good. They are bad that still cared for you.

I need now. What is mine.

Oops...

And you want a real man?

Hm.

One more go on job again, for something or somebody. Bye bye!

And I can mention the thieves! Only one G thing left...

So start with "I want to be". I start with "I need".

Still in another world? Jumped between the oops-rings?

Welcome, honey! I am 56 and never loved. Don't know how to be what all want at all. There must be time with me close enough. I have nothing and no friends. No interests anymore since girls became disabled didabled. I want beauty and I deserve all.

Maybe I don't give you that, but you find your own risk. Everybody knows an "oops"...