One moment, I’m interested in the guy with the neat low haircut, elegant suit, and clean goody two shoes appearance.
The next time, I’m fascinated in the boy with the rugged hairstyle, rough voice, and daring bad boy appeal.
I’m so in love with athletes, but a guy that can read poetry and solve mathematical equations is oh so appealing.
Dark skinned boys are perfection!
But ooh man, those mocha flavored boys entice me…
Oh my, you light skinned guys are beautiful
Blue eyes make me shudder, but let me talk to the cutie with the brown orbs
You have abs?! Oh how I love a boy that works out…
You’re a little chubby? That’s fine…I like a lil something extra anyways.
I’m glad you decided to leave your skin as is in all its’ flawlessness
But I wouldn’t mind tracing a finger against the smoothness of your heavily tattooed torso and limbs
Please be nice because I like flowers, candy, cards, and teddy bears
But I like adventures and excitement, so it’s okay if you’re on the rough side
You’re rich? That’s cool; I don’t judge.
You’re middle class? That’s cool too; I don’t judge.
You’re not as wealthy? That’s fine as well; I still won’t judge.
The only thing on your iPod is Bach, Beethoven, and Yo Yo Ma…classical music is your thing
But it’s no problem if you want to listen to 2 Chainz, Eminem, and Drake if you want
Tall boys give the best hugs
But short boys are good at cuddling
I don’t know…I just think every boy is amazing. I’ve never had a type and I truly don’t ever plan on having one. The physicality can take away from the being, so I was never too caught up in the “type hype”. The only thing that’s deeply desired is a strong mind, good head on your shoulders, respect, and understanding.
Just my thoughts though.