Isn't it funny how you can spot a member of the desirable sex and think to yourself, "yes," but then spot another who's perhaps not all too different and you think, "no way." What is that? What are the secret ingredients?
img by Richard Haines of What I Saw Today
For the most part, I'm striving to be perfectly happy-- no, more like perfectly content-- with being single. Solitude is rewarding in many ways. I'm accepting that. But another part of me just wants a cute boy to be nice to me. And by nice to me I mean put his mouth on my mouth.
Dear Universe, are you listening?
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