Another blog I wrote on the plane tonight.
I’ve always been drawn to the broken girl. The girl who looks like she has issues, like she’s lived life and it’s punched her in the face a few times. I have no need for bleached blond perfection or live. Laugh. Love cliches. I don’t love the sorority girl, I love he chick with the fucked up family and a slight drinking problem. There is truth in her. My friend’s can never understand my taste in women and to an extent neither can I. I’m more drawn to the girl sitting on the couch by herself at the party then the one dancing on the table with her shirt off. One day I’ll meet a girl who everyone sees as broken or a slut or both. I’ll look at her and see something more. I’ll see how beautiful she is, in her eyes I’ll see how much she hurts. And me, the good looking college guy, will love her like no one ever has. I’ll save her from her bullshit job, her bullshit family, her bullshit life. After I take her away I’ll hold her and let her cry into my chest. I’ll kiss her forehead and wipe away the tears and she’ll love me for it. There is no one more full of shit then me.
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that's pretty remarkable. Two thumbs up for that one.
ReplyDeleteHere i am thinking guys like you (or at least used to think) don't exist; especially as good looking as you are and in college, amazing..
Thanks for the comment, i'm contemplating it. It's harder than i thought it would be. Don't know how he would take it and what not.. ya know?
thats amazing, its lush!! and i think those girls are more intresting...
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