Submitted by I:

My Self Summary:
I’m not so much a person as I am an idea, manifested in flesh and intent. The duality of man must exist and therein lies my purpose for being. I keep the balance that most are too afraid to acknowledge or take responsibility for.
I will be loved. I will be hated.
But I will only ever be [douchey made up name].
The most private thing I’m willing to admit:
I can not love or be loved. I have given myself to the world and as such sacrifices are made, these consequences can not be avoided.
I enjoy the company of a woman as I am still flesh and bone and not without desires. I can not give, I can only take, so I seek the rare woman that can mirror this.
To take from each other what we need without the expectations or the lies that mislead and hurt.
I can see your intent clearly, even when you can not. If you are in need of more than I can offer, with a gentle hand I will turn you away.