missbrightside:

dearworld:

crazyfor-you:

I started this Tumblr account off figuring I’d give the link to friends and family to keep in touch better after I move. I’ve decided against that - and now you get a fairly more open me.

With that said, I just found this list in a series of saved blogs from late last year. It’s rather amusing and still very ‘me’ - so…enjoy.

A good kiss turns me on…as does hand holding, a well-spoken word, doing chores together, a hand on my thigh while sitting together…and bowties. I’ve always wanted my initials carved next to another’s enclosed in a heart. You’re safe with me. If you pick me a flower, I’ll wear it in my hair. I’m a damn cute flirt. I’ll let you push me on the swings. I have really expressive eyes. I’ll stash little notes for you where you least expect them. We’ll make history together. I don’t have many firsts left…but I’d like someone who I could offer all of my lasts. I’ll wait for you even if you’re late – and I totally won’t bitch about it. I’ll never sleep with your best friend - pinky promise. It’ll make me smile and giggle if you sample dinner while I’m cooking. I won’t make you wear lame sweaters when we go to family christmas parties. Kindness to cashiers, valets, waiters and maddeningly slow postal clerks who would try the patience of gandhi is a must. I take orders well - ‘nough said. When you’re counting aloud, I will try and mess you up. I find you magically delicious. I’ll giggle when you show off and I know it’s just for me. I’ll hold your coffee while you drive. I have a huge soft spot for stray animals. I can build a fire without burning the house down. I’m wonderfully low maintenence. If you wash the car with me – I promise to wear a white t-shirt for you. I will hide around corners and try to scare you in the middle of the night…of course, I’ll end up scaring myself and you’ll have to calm me down. I can change a flat tire and my own oil. It’s the simple things you do that make me swoon the most. I love it when you sing to me. I’ll make you teddy bear and mickey mouse pancakes. Sleeping in has a whole new meaning now that we’re doing it together. I’ll cover you up and kiss your forehead when you fall asleep watching tv. I won’t swear around your family. I’ll grant you three wishes. I’ll giggle if you throw a cheesy pick-up line my way - especially after we’re already together. I’ll make you laugh. I’ll never under-cook your eggs or drink your last beer. I’ll let you be the man in the relationship. I’ll look at that chick with the great rack with you. I’ll make you and your friends snacks while you watch the game. I’ll always be impressed with how strong you are. I’ll take care of and pamper you when you’re sick. I give a kick ass body massage. I can cook, clean, and bake - and I’ll drink a beer while doing it (Guinness, please). I don’t mind taking out the garbage. I don’t give a hoot if I break a nail. I think it’s hot when you come home all dirty from playing or working hard. My heart will skip every time you walk through the door. My kisses will take your breath away – seriously. I’ll giggle if you leave your socks on in bed. My quirks and oddities have been deemed ‘adorable’ by more than 7 men. I would sleep with Charlize Theron too. I get giggly and flirty on wine. I’ll hold you when you need it. You’ll sleep better when I’m next to you. I’ll thank you everytime you open a door for me. I’ll never give you shit in front of your friends. I won’t ever let you leave for work in the morning without your lunch. We can watch your movie first. I eat red meat. I’ll clean the house perfectly every time your mom comes by. I like horror movies only when you’re with me and only as long as you hold me close. I don’t litter. I love when you pull me down to sit on your lap. I love it when you lay your head on my chest in bed. I can be ready (shower and all) in half an hour. I’ll look cute as hell in your shirt the next morning. I’ll totally play sweet and innocent for you. I can balance a checkbook. I’ll help you to never forgot your mom’s birthday. I was the spelling bee champ three years in a row. I can never turn down a challenge. I’ll fit perfectly in your arms. I’ll understand if you get jealous – and do my best to show you that you have no reason. I’ve never had sexual relations with Bill Clinton. Flowers and hand-written notes will get you laid everytime. I can totally keep a secret. I’m a taurus to the ‘t’. I’m pretty damn funny. I think it’s cute when you eat off my plate. When you’re sleeping, I’ll try to stay quiet. I’ll call when I say I will. Treat me like a lady and I’ll treat you like a man. I’m not always in the mood for a chick flick. You will always look hot as hell to me in the morning.

To clarify: I’m not looking for a savior, a fix-up project, or anything of that sort. I’m looking for a man who, quite simply, adds to me. And I to him. A fair exchange, a genuine connection, and a good place to build something better. 

It’s simple. Not terribly profound - but simple.

Cute post- I put my personal favorites in bold.

Although I’m missing my “you.”

I put my favs in bold, though all but like three are my favs, the ones that specifically cater to a man’s man. I’m maybe bad a being a guy.  I hate [watching] sports, 100 times out of 100 you’re more likely to find me at an art gallery than a ball park (USC football games excepted). I like to cook more than I like to eat, I’ll tell you if you look like shit (but only because I care), my stuff in the bathroom takes up at least as much space as yours (but I’m not as naturally beautiful!), I have more Rachel McAdams DVDs than combined superhero, star wars, and will ferrell movies. I get really annoyed with girls who agree too much, and more with girls who “don’t want to talk about it.” I hate maxim and Jessica Simpson and girls who think it’s cute or cool to say they like them to win over guys. I want a girl who will slap the shit out of me, though I’ll never, ever slap her back.  I treat assholes like assholes and really don’t care for most girls’ use of quiet contempt as a weapon. I own more shoes right now than video games my entire life, and I’ll tell that bitch you don’t like that she’s a bitch 100% of the time (whether or not she is one).

But I’m also not a pussy, and not a nouveau emo effete douchebag. I’m not above anything at all ever. I’ll go see ballet with you, but I won’t like it (which, I think, makes the gesture that much more meaningful), I drink more than you could ever imagine and do become a huge asshole, I like hot slutty whores and no, I won’t agree with you that whatever they’re doing in that video is gross. I can fix your car, your stereo, and your computer. I’ll never wear clothes tighter than yours, and I’ll take you to whatever concert you want but I’ll freely and loudly talk shit about it the entire time.

I’ll make my list of why I’m a keeper when I get around to it, the short answer is that I’m hilarious in person, and pretty sure you won’t get bored around me, not for a while anyway.