SLEVIN. 18-21. Male. Gay Pansexual. Second Year University Student. Zen Buddhist.
English (fluent). Ladino Spanish (semi-fluent). Japanese (intermediate).
50% Corsican. 25% Sephardi Jewish (Portuguese-Spanish). 15% Native Am. 10% German/Scottish.

This is my PERSONAL JOURNAL. Here I post about my daily activities, my dogs, school, ranting, jrock fanboying and IRL fanboying. I'm suffer from the horny syndrome. You've been warned.

My FANFICTION JOURNAL is slevin_csheyes Feel free to add it. I write slash. Jrock, Krock, Final Fanasy, original stories, manga, etc.

I'm looking for buddies in the California/Washington area. I'm transferring to the University of Washington in Summer 2010. Add me:  MY MYSPACE. MY TWITTER.

Just fuck it, really. This is probably the gutsiest things I've ever done in my life. I got people that keep telling me: Ask him Ask him. Maybe I'm just a pushover lol but Will you be my boyfriend?

Your 50/50 boyfriend, you're semi boyfriend lol. Anything's good for me.I don't wanna be the dude on the sidelines. Cos I think about you way too much to keep quiet.

Screw distance. Screw it all. I want an excuse to vandalize and an excuse to learn everything about you without feeling hopeless. Tell me you wouldn't mind me coming at your doorstep playing songs on an oud, like an old Arab poet, as soon as I leave this godforsaken island.




I know we’ve never met, but the things I know about you, it's enough for me. I don’t know everything about you, but I know enough to know that you make me feel awesome by just thinking about you. And I know I like you too much to keep quiet.

Doesn't matter if I haven't seen you IRL. I don't need to look at your physical attributes to know I like talking to you, I wanna know more about you. I like your personality, like every fucking little thing about you and quite frankly, I wouldn't care if you ended up having three legs lmao. 

I feel like I've known you before; I feel a connection. I don't know if you feel it too. I can't get you out of my head and it kills me. I gotta get all this shit out of my chest. I like everything about you. I know I'll probably never find a person for whom I feel the same way. 

Let me be your boyfriend. I wanna make you feel as nuts over me as I am over you.  

I want an excuse to talk to you without feeling like "the crazy dude" that rapes your comment board. The more I talk to and about you the more I like you. And the more my body reminds me I shouldn't let this pass. 

Cos I don't like to ask stupid questions for no reason. If I ask you what you do during the day it's cos I'd like to picture myself doing those things with you. And thinking about that without telling you feels like an invasion of privacy. It makes me feel hopeless and I dont like that lol

Fuck distance. If it means spending three times the money on international phone calls. Then that's an investment to me. I want you to learn about me as much as I wanna learn about you. Because I like you. Feelings are simple, but putting them to words and telling you are hard. I've met a lot of people and I've only dated once. I online dated for three years until they gave up on me. But it's only a couple of months this time. I don't ask for much. I'm a giver. And I'm pretty patient. Time flies. No big deal. 

I might not be what you always dreamed of having, but you’re everything I dreamed about. And I don’t wanna blow this up. And I know that you've screwed things up for me. I'll never like someone who doesn't remind me of you. 

If you don't feel the same way, then at least you'll know. You made that one Jewish dude in Puerto Rico go completely insane over you. I'm sick of waiting on the sidelines and I'm sick of keeping quiet. I know I'd be the one dude you'd never want to get rid of. If you just give me the chance.