it seems I have to write something, ok then, I am no body, nothing. Some times I like to think of myself as being smart and all that. I have done well in life because I am prepared to fight for what I want. I am a good listener and smart enough to know when to talk. I have chased money most of my life and now feel abit empty that I have what I want but not what I really need. My fault, fast life and selfness. I am looking for my love and ready to give her everything. I love the nice things in life and want someone who knows how to enjoy themself and build something that can help others and transend time.