I like you, eventhough you're a man.
I've been with men before and liked it.
I've been with women before and loved it more than being with men.
I've gone a few years of failing to find true love and feel defeated.
My last entanglement was with a man who wanted something very casual, so as a result, I've gotten myself into something I didn't really want, but tolerated for delusion's sake; I wanted to be with someone and he was the only fish biting.
I wished he were a woman instead, as much as it hurt to be humiliated by him.
You're a wonderful guy, but if you were a woman with either vegan or atheist or both tendencies, you'd be perfect.
Well, chemistry is a factor.
Creativity also.
I find myself attracted to you though, mainly because we've spent some time together.
The second last guy I tried dating was also kind, but that fizzled out too.
I fear you and I will either fizzle out or get the sex out of the way and have things get weird on us, and I don't want to block you from Facebook.
I hope nothing romantic or sexual developes between us, but if it does, then I'm sorry for what'll happen afterwards.
I get attached to people I have sex with, and whatever your goals are, I'll mangle them like a tangled spider web. I'm bad luck, I'm toxic. I'm no good for you. You'll find out.