36 - Santa Cruz

Hey. I’ll keep it real because that’s the only way I know how to be.

I’m 36, 5’9” half Mexican, average-to-athletic build depending on how many weeks it’s been since I visited the gym. I work as a diesel mechanic, so yes, I can fix your car, and yes, I will absolutely bring it up if you ask me to open a jar.

On my days off you’ll find me at the beach with my dog, who is objectively the best living creature in Santa Cruz and I will die on that hill. She doesn’t know she’s a dog. I don’t have the heart to tell her.

I love video games. The kind where you get three hours in and suddenly it’s 2am and you’re emotionally invested in a fictional character’s backstory. I also thoroughly enjoy real conversations. The kind that goes somewhere unexpected. The deeper the better.

Here’s my soft spot and I’m just going to admit it: if you’re funny, I’m already sold. Like, genuinely funny, not “haha” funny, but make-me-snort-laugh-in-public funny. I’ll hold my own, I promise. We can embarrass each other equally.

I’ve been single for about a year and a half. Took that time seriously. Did the work, know who I am, not carrying unnecessary weight into whatever comes next. Secure, healed, and genuinely ready. Not just saying that.

What I’m looking for: Someone who actually wants to build something. Slow burn is fine. Friends first is fine. But if you’re here for pen pals or situationships, I’m probably not your girl. I want real, long-term, love. Someone to watch the sunset with, argue about which Zelda game is the best with, and share chips with at the beach while my dog tries to steal them.

If any of this resonates, drop a hello or a DM. Tell me something that made you laugh this week. That’s all I need to hear to know if you’re a real one.

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