Yeah.. I sort of ripped off a Beatles lyric for this one.
I’ve always been a sucker for a certain type a guy. One that acts like the bad boy but deep down is a teddy bear. They one that is the life of the party but has a pretty predominate dark side.
What usually happens. I meet him … I’m automatically intrigued.
Has this happened many times? No. But enough times.
The outcome…not good usually but it’s one hell of a ride.
This one…. This one has caught my attention for a little over a year now. Is he gorgeous? Yes. When I see him do I want to violate him in a hundred ways? Yes! Does he think anything about me? No.
It’s beautifully tragic.
So… It’s early Saturday evening and I’m sitting here. Thinking about him. I’m a curious kitten and he is very intriguing.
What’s a girl to do?