The Girl With Two Types

None of my friends can really pinpoint the type of guy that I'm into. Maybe because I have so many types.

Nothing is ever in black and white, but to put my plans in black and white, I want to have at least two relationships in my lifetime. One, that will last for a couple of months to a year. He will be the guy that I lust after because he has this certain passion and I am drawn to. He's the guy that I will kiss in the rain. He's the guy that I will be adventurous with. He will be the guy that pushes me against the wall and aggressively make out with me. He will let me climb on top of him on the sofa and make out for hours at a time only coming up for air. He will have tattoos and a mohawk.

Then there's the other guy. He's the nice guy that I will marry and spend the rest of my life with. He's the perfect guy for me. He will talk to me when I am sad and stressed. He will brighten up my day with sweetness and humor. I will die for him as he will die for me. I will always look at him in the most loving way I could possibly look at someone. He will bring me flowers for no reason. He is my Canon in D. He will be my sweetest, everlasting love.

Weight loss has to be this year. My life is on the line. If I don't lose weight this year, I will never find the two men of my dreams. Even though the men of my dreams wouldn't care about my size, if I want some Grade A men, I'm going to have to look my best. I want to offer as much as I am willing to accept in return.