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About Me

Ok ok time to update this thing. There it's updated. Not here for games. Don't like liars. Don't like cheaters. I'm a single dad. The real deal, up every day doing whatever needs done to raise my son. If you are a parent I don't need to explain this. I'm a full-time student as well. I'm good at what I do because I put forth the necessary effort to achieve the goals I set for myself. I work at my own pace, I enjoy intelligence. I enjoy no-nonsense straight forward get to the point I have a lot of responsibilities too honesty. Mean what you say, say what you mean. A joke is something everyone laughs at. A lie is something everyone is hurt by. Some more than others. I'm a quick read of people. And I promise I will not waste your time. It is what it is. I'm not afraid to be me. I'm not afraid to be wrong. The times I have been most wrong in my life have been the times that ultimately molded me to be the man I am today. I take great pride in being the daddy I wasn't fortunate enough to have. Being there for my son gives that back to me. I won't waste it for anything. I'm a real proof is in the puddin' type of person. (update): I am more than just tattoos and the bad-boy image. If that is what you are after move on. I am a real man, a real father, a real friend. I am not like all the other dudes just like you aren't like all the other ladies. I am not rich. My cars are crap. I provide well for me and my son. A true king can rule from a mountain of dirt the same as a fancy throne. I finished school for graphic design, I do a lot of freelance work, make mobile applications, marketing for business'. I will have all i ever wanted and I'm patient. i don't need you to take care of me. I don't need you to baby me. i do need you to be honest with me. I don't need games or compared to felons because I'm tatted up, wannabes, lil' momma's boys or babies they irratate me too. i am tired of being compared to boys when I am a man amongst men. Call me**** for saying it that way but it is what it is. I have nothing to prove that my daily actions won't explain for you. I don't have to prove who I am to anyone because I will still be me and that is a good thing. I am loyal, genuine, and straight forward. Down for anything fun.

PERSONAL INFORMATION

  • Looking for

    woman

  • Relationship

    Never married

  • Have kids

    No

  • Wants kids

    Someday

  • Ethnicity

    Caucasian

  • Faith

    Other

  • Body type

    Average

  • Height

    6'0"

  • Eye color

    Brown

  • Smoke

    Yes, regularly

  • Drink

    Yes, socially

INTERESTS

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    Man. 27 years old. Zodiac sign: Taurus.

    Looking for: woman. In age: 18-29

    Hi! My name is Jwyattmac. I am never married catholic caucasian man without kids from Hobe Sound, Florida, United States. Now I'm looking for new relationships. I want to meet a woman, love of my life.

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    Man. 39 years old. Zodiac sign: Virgo.

    Looking for: woman. In age: 36-46

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    Man. 40 years old. Zodiac sign: Libra.

    Looking for: woman. In age: 37-47

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