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Physical:
5'6 tall
Long dark brown hair and eyes
Over weight
Light olive skin

Personality:
I'm caring, giving, understanding, considerate, hopeless romantic, loyal, honest, I barely curse, great listener, funny, a perfectionist. I consider myself good in debates or comebacks. I can be sarcastic, if not, very, and mean, but funny mean.
Animal lover
Believes communicates is a big must.
Can be needy and clingy
I like buying gifts when I have the chance.
I can be sensitive but I can take what ever comes to my way.

My deal breakers are smokers, liars, drug addicts, alcoholics, dishonesty, and criminals.

Before I say anything else: I don't believe that astrology has EVERYTHING to do with love or personalities, but I do believe they are a good base to start from.

He is an Aries, I am an Aquarius.

I really need some advice on this. Please be honest and please read through all of this.

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I have been single for about a year now, and have had no interest in finding someone to 'fill the void' as one might say it. I was quite content being single.

That is... until this guy came along. Now he has me questioning whether or not I'd like to let him win me over, or just tell him that I have no interest. I won't lie, I never gave off the vibes of "I'm interested". I just tend to be friendly to everyone, so it was no different with this guy.

His interest in me couldn't have been any more obvious. How so? He came into class one day with a beautiful, fully bloomed tulip. Apparently, he had picked it from his garden. When he handed it to me, he told me that he had seen the flower earlier and that it had reminded him of me, but that my beauty was unmatched by anything he had ever seen before. I was shocked to say the least--a little confused as well, but flattered beyond words. I accepted his gift. Well, after multiple declines to go out on a date with him, he wore me down enough to agree to one. To be honest, it wasn't half bad.

He opened doors for me, pulled out (and pushed in) chairs for me, and slow danced with me. I won't lie--he is like a transplant from the Shakespearian times. He is very, VERY traditional. His good-bye to me? A kneel on the ground and a kiss on the hand.

He is also one of the smartest people I've ever met. He is fluent, and self taught, in 5 different languages. It takes him less than 2 months to learn a new language. It's crazy!

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I am confused. I don't know what my feelings are for him yet. Should I give him more chances? Should I not?