Rambling On Love

Seems like I have a lot more to say here than I thought, after all I'm the quintessential multifaceted contradiction to every rule. 

In a strange way all that's on my mind recently is love, I just don't acknowledge it in my normal day to day monologues/dialogues on social media, but it's definitely on my mind.

Have you ever wondered if the mold was not broken after that first model was made? Meaning somewhere out there is a second or third or even more copy of the original model? 

I hope to god so. 

Hell, he might even be better than the first edition. 

If I ever meet this guy ... there goes my virginity again.

Taller, with tattoos, and finally mine ... 

That would solve quite a lot of my issues with monogamy. 

Face it, I suck at being monogamous, and I refuse to lie about it to anyone interested in being involved with me, but it all stemmed from some interesting shit a few corners in the road called life before I became conscious.

I'm not saying I'm completely closed off to the idea of being singly involved with a man, I'm just saying, given what I'm presented with for men, that just won't work.
Especially since I know exactly what I want in a man, and where to find it. Which is normally not in any of the eager victims who run forward into my Enchanted Forest of Thorns and Wolves ... 

Maybe, a change of pace will change my mind.