To quote a favourite No Doubt lyric of mine: 'Why do the good girls always go for the bad boys?' Its true isnt it? - You meet a bad boy, get drawn in helplessly, begin destructive relationship, he breaks your heart, you mend slowly before the cycle begins again. It's sad & tragic but then why does it happen so often to the strong woman in todays society - are we all just hopeless in love. Is it because we are afraid of waiting for one of the nice, decent guys to come along?
My bad guy isnt particularly rock & roll: there are no piercings, tatoos, motorbikes or criminal records. However, he does enjoy the look on my face when he describes poo fetish porn, he wees up my neighbours wall (not that this is much of a problem other than the principle as i don't particularly like sed neighbour anyway!), he writes explicit messages on the roof of my car which I wake up to in the morning & can never quite rememba how they got there, drinks vodka red bulls like they are going out of fashion & then vividly describes how he's just thrown up his guts in the toilet before ordering another drink at the bar, innapropriately grinds with the entire club & in the hot tub the following morning discusses whether or not he should get his back, sack & crack waxed (i point out at this point that his ass could do with it!). . .
. . . & depsite all of this I'm drawn in helplessly.
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