What I want in a boyfriend:
1. Romance ie:opening car doors, offering to pay, respect, constant compliments.
2. Uniqueness
3. I want a guy who loves to kiss. Making out is my number one turn on.
4. A guy who will wait for sex.
5. Guys who are proud to be with me, PDA is a must. Hold my hand. Kiss me. Protect me.
6. A guy who views my body as a temple and not a wastebasket.
7. A guy open to new things ie:music, movies ect.
8. A guy who lives to love.
Piercings and tattoos are good too.
Ive come to the conclusion this man doesnt exist.
Is it that much to want these things?
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SPOILERS! (Click to view)
You know...I used to have a guy like that. His name wont be mentioned. He was my first boyfriend. We were together for four years. He broke up with me on April 23rd, 2006. He loved me, even though he denies it now. I lost my virginity to this boy. He was the first man Ive ever been comfortable enough to even hold my hand, and kiss me. I have trust issues with men. Anyway...This boy.. He used to look at me, with his big brown eyes, and make my heart melt. He made me laugh, he made me smile. He made me so happy. We had little sayings and words, that no one else understood, we had little secrets, special songs, we had the world at our feet. He used to give me shnorberts. We had flavorless pushpops. He ate my freckles. He told me I was perfect. We went through a lot of bullshit to be together, and when we were so close to finally being able to be together forever without my parents standing in our way, He gave up. He stopped loving me. He wont even talk to me now.. He hates me. I dont know what I did wrong, and It keeps me up at night. Maybe he wasnt ready for the commitment, maybe he wanted to try dating other people, or maybe he just fell in love with his best friend... or maybe I really am a fat cow. Maybe I really am an ugly bitch. I know for a fact he will never read this. So its safe here. But my mom told me... when I was 15, and she wouldnt let me talk to him...that we would never make it three years (til Id be 18) She said he told her he would love me forever, and in three years he would be on my doorstop waiting for me. My 18th birthday..I sat outside my house for 8 hours straight....waiting. even though we were broken up... I thought he might still show up, realizing It was a mistake.... but he didnt. Im sure his lifes better without me. But I honestly... dont think anyone could ever love him like I do..(did) I still love him. If he called me up tomorrow, and tried to fix things..I would take him back. Because I cant imagine marrying anyone but him. I cant imagine waking up next to anyone but him. Hes not perfect. Hes got a big nose. But I love that nose. Hes got big eyebrows but I love those eyebrows. Thats what I want. I want teh kyle one. Hes perfect to me. Because we fit. We fit together better than anyone. I dont see what anyone can see anyone else but you. We fell apart. We failed. I failed. I guess I wasnt good enough. I should have done more. I shouldnt have told him the way his grandma was treating me. I shouldnt have gotten mad at him for spending his spring break with my best friend instead of me.... I cant even talk to him. Not about anything. Hes forgotten me... How could he forget the girl he lost his virginity to. The first girl he ever fell in love with. We were simply meant to be. He was my Jack, I was his Sally. But Its all been thrown away...
werent we cute?
Yeah, I'm very lucky to have hair that won't break off after bleaching it 5 times in 4 weeks
Hey, I have a boy like that. Just our perception of romance is a wee bit different. Okay, he opens doors for me and such, but 'real' romance... Branding each other, for example. That's so romantic. I mean, it's so intimate
Well yeah, okay, I'm babbling.
I'm sure you'll find your Mr Right. Sonner or later he'll stand on your doormat
Cutting each other is way intimate, too!