Wouldn't it be great if I found the ideal man? Would I even know that I was looking at him? If I ever stumbled upon a fella that loved me for me without me hiding, I think it would be bliss. If I didn't have to deny aspects of myself in order to just be with someone it would possibly be a blessing. Hell, I think my worst quirk is that I'm a slob. That's probably a big turn off for most men. If there was a man out there that didn't care about that fact and loved me anyway, I'd be happy. He'd have to be physically attractive to me though. I know they say that shouldn't be important, but if I were to ever have sex again, I don't want to have urges to put a bag over his head or some shit. What if the truth is that there is in fact someone out there for everyone? Can I actually believe such a thing? Would I even be kind enough to let the guy into my life or would I run the other way? Perhaps I would go out of my way to be a turn off because of my fear of being trashed by another guy. Hell, what if I cussed the guy out already because he was staring at me? Oh dear. How would I know? Am I destined to accept and live in solitude because of my protection methods? Oh well. It was all just a chain of thought. No biggie. I will survive.



