The trouble with boys
is that I go for the smart ones-
and the smart ones
tend to be the most socially stunted.
The dumb ones are fun
and you can take them
anywhere.
They adore you and love you and want to live in bed.
I hope one day
I meet a man
who does not
have to choose
between intelligence and passion.
A capacity for love can be as big as an intellect, and loving does not make you a fool.
3 comments:
Love this.
don't worry, as they get older, the intelligent become more comfortable in their own skin and more fun and the dumb become more intelligent and discover things they're really good at :)
you'll find someone you love for all his qualities.
this is exactly my problem
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