Sunday, June 19

come close, lay next to me

I bet I’m not the only girl who is convinced she doesn’t have a ‘type’. I’d like to think I have one – good looking, slightly alternative, good dress sense, good arms (biceps), tattoos optional. But I unfortunately don’t have a particularly good track record. Perhaps like this:


He looks a bit like he’s from a 90’s tv show, portraying a gay angel..

Or this:


Anyway, recently, which is strange for me, because I’ve always favoured the more slim man, I’ve been having rather intense fantasies about muscles.


Definitely agree with him being the sexiest man alive.

I think the point is that I don’t think I have a type – dark and moody looking is possibly the only thing I can actually back up. Mainly though, any guy that shows an interest in me has a shot! Ok, that makes me sound a bit easy. If they seem interested, but not TOO interested, and manage to find a good balance between being really nice and showing a bit of distance, so that I don’t get scared off straight away, then they’re in for a shot. Creative and not too dicky count for a lot too.
Not sure if this actually clarified anything. Only that I’m in love with Alex O’Loughlin. That’s pretty much it. I wouldn’t care if he was an asshole, I’d let him have a shot anyday.

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