Shrewd, friendly, rich lad, doesn't believe with love... lol... ... LoL... It is actually true. I'm a good, intelligent, funny, decent-looking, safe, never-married single guy in S . fransisco....
... and I do not think I believe in love anymore.
I suspect it's simply hormonal rush the fact that fills our imagination with delusion.
I'm not angry with that. More amused than anything different.
I'm rich, extremely generous, and fascinating. You're cute, or as a minimum sorta cute accompanied by a great personality.
We might need to be friends. Who would like to hang out with the help of someone who doesn't seem like a friend, in any case...?
Make sense? Seems like recommended that you me. Why waste time chasing is a superb love when a superb, friendly, entertaining and mutually fulfilling friendship is feasible?
I hope most people agree!
Send some interesting text and then a picture if you wish.
I like to dine around SF, holiday widely, philosophize about coffee, walk your dog, bike, rise, dance occasionally, tallk.
Hope to be controlled by from you!