OK, I'm attracted to someone who will probably be bad for me. Two out of three generally are.
She fits the smart pre-requisite, but I think I will feel like a troll next to her professional demeanor and shiny white teeth.
I have much more braggadocio when I write than when I am in person. It takes a while for me to warm up enough to let loose.
And I have an unfortunate tendency to leap into bed with people. Bad! Bad!
But then again I have seen her face. This face of mine comes close to breaking cameras, but more and more I want to have a picture to send.
We got the on-going acne, big ol' pores, crooked broken jaw, scars on the chin, less-than-white teeth, wild hair, ruddy, weather-beaten combination skin, stinky feet... an aesthetic ruffian. Then again, at least once a year someone finds me charming enough to date me for a spell... until for one reason or another, they freak.
I challenge anyone with a theory about pre-destination and a knowledge of my history to weigh in on this.
And I have to find a way to get a picture up to send.
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