I like this kind of boy <3
I’m pretty specific when it comes to things I like and dislike. I just like knowing what I want and getting what I want.
- Hapa or European preferred
- Blue or grey eyes (light brown is acceptable)
- Tan (pale is gross)
- Over 5'11"
- Athletic
- Swimmer’s build (with the $$$ lines)
- 8-pack (6 just doesn’t cut it..)
- the ABILITY to grow scruff (I want you clean sometimes though)
- good dresser :) with money to pay for wardrobes (including mine~)
- loving, faithful, sweet, trustworthy, nerdy, kind of dorky, mysterious, dangerous ;D
Wow, am I shallow or what? Things do get messy though, when you set your standards and expectations too high - you set yourself up for disappointment. So how do you know how high you standards should be? Recently, I’ve been noticing how warped people’s images of themselves are. It’s common for the average Joe or Jane to think of themselves as superior and deserving of such. Basically, you get some okay chick who thinks she deserves Chace fucking Crawford.
And then it gets me thinking. Do ugly people think they’re ugly? Everyone must have some kind of sense of their appearance, but then how do you explain the fugly people in the world who think they’re the best thing that’s happened since Marilyn Monroe? It makes you wonder what they see in the mirror. Or if what I myself see in the mirror is true. My own image of what I look like is probably also warped, but who’s opinion that I trust will tell me differently? It must be a difficult thing to tell someone who trusts you, they are ugly. Some lies can’t possibly not be white ones.
Confidence is kind of fucked up, some people don’t deserve it.