bennmark

I hope you feel welcome here Sometimes I am serious, sometimes playful, sometimes fun, sometimes caring, sometimes teasing, sometimes helpful and sometimes naughty. As important as a persons public persona is, is the not so public person, is what makes that person who they are really. Being a friend and having friends are important. Not Just fair weather friends. Meaningful friends. Dont worry, I like people a lot, so your not the target to be a meaningful friend, unless that is what you want to be. I love being with people and chatting with people. All sorts of people. Even marginalized ones. And about all sorts of topics. Things I love (not stated else where) : talking about deeper things, that are not commonly discussed. And I wonder a lot, what is behind things that people do - wee see some one doing something, but there is a need and a motive behind that. I listen too. To people that have things on the heart. Things I hate : forcing someone, manipulating someone, looking down on someone, not valuing someone I live in sunny South Africa. My favorite song, for now, it still is : The dream is fading, now I'm staring at the door............../ I know it's over cause my feet have hit the cold floor............../ Check my reflection, I ain't feelin what I see............../ It's no mystery............../ Whatever happened to a passion I could live for............../ What became of the flame that made me feel more............../ And when did I forget that... ............../ I was made to love you............../ I was made to find you............../ I was made just for you............../ Made to adore you............../ I was made to love............../ And be loved by you............../ You were here before me............../ You were waiting on me............../ And you said you'd keep me............../ Never would you leave me I was made to love............../ And be loved by you The dream's alive with my eyes opened wide............../ Back in the ring you've got me swinging for the grand prize............../ I feel the haters spittin vapors on my dreams............../ But I still believe............../ I'm reachin out, reachin up, reachin over............../ I feel a breeze cover me called Jehovah............../ And daddy I'm on my way............../ Cause I was made to love... ............../