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It's a pretty safe bet that if I see a man I'm attracted to, within 10 minutes I'll see him kissing another man. Or at least holding hands with some mild petting.
It's a damn curse.
I guess that's what happens when you spend your time running around the west village, the east village, and alphabet city looking for boys.
But, man, that's where all of the pretty boys play. You know...the ones that have:
-diva hips
-fuck me hair
-low rise Levi's or Deisel jeans
-almost too tight tee's
-great jewelry
-and that lean but well toned body.
And this is a big reason I adore JC. He has all of the physical qualities I love. And, of course, JC get's extra points for being able to pull off man capris and turquoise.
Tonight I found my boyfriend on the L train heading to the east side. He had all of the above except instead of fuck me hair he had a mohawk. A nice twist...and a bit more edgy than the FuHawk was on Chris. We got off the subway at 1st Ave. together and, no surprise here, he was met by an equally stunning boy on the corner. I thought that, perhaps, they were just friends until Boy A put his hand in the back pocket of Boy B.
*sigh*
Back to the drawing board.
(On a happier, but still horny note, I now have a whole bunch of icons to choose from. I'm in icon heaven.)
It's a damn curse.
I guess that's what happens when you spend your time running around the west village, the east village, and alphabet city looking for boys.
But, man, that's where all of the pretty boys play. You know...the ones that have:
-diva hips
-fuck me hair
-low rise Levi's or Deisel jeans
-almost too tight tee's
-great jewelry
-and that lean but well toned body.
And this is a big reason I adore JC. He has all of the physical qualities I love. And, of course, JC get's extra points for being able to pull off man capris and turquoise.
Tonight I found my boyfriend on the L train heading to the east side. He had all of the above except instead of fuck me hair he had a mohawk. A nice twist...and a bit more edgy than the FuHawk was on Chris. We got off the subway at 1st Ave. together and, no surprise here, he was met by an equally stunning boy on the corner. I thought that, perhaps, they were just friends until Boy A put his hand in the back pocket of Boy B.
*sigh*
Back to the drawing board.
(On a happier, but still horny note, I now have a whole bunch of icons to choose from. I'm in icon heaven.)
