a hate love relationship

one would think, by looking at previous posts, that i hate guys.

that is completely and totally false.

i adore guys. really. i love the way they're stronger than us. i love it when they're protective. i'm crazy about how they smell and the way our heads fit right under their chin. i love how they are so tough on the outside, but at one gesture from us they turn into a absolute teddy bear. i love the fact that once you make them commit, they love you completely, tenderly, and fiercely with no holds barred. i love their loyalty. i'm fascinated by their 5 o'clock shadow, and the way it can make a baby face turn into a rugged man. i like their confidence, their different way of looking at things, and the fact that their sense of humor can send me rolling on the floor into hysterics.

i love the way they walk and how their arms pull us in close and tight. i like it when they sweat, and how what you see is what you get. their clothes are always more comfortable and warmer than ours, and somehow manage to look cuter on us as well. the way they curl us into them in bed makes me go all soft inside. i love the way they grin, like they know you can't stay mad at them because they're so damn cute that you have to forgive them. i love how their bodies are shaped differently from ours, hard and muscular. i love how they can make us want to jump their bones by looking at us a certain way. i love the passion and attraction they inspire. i love the random thoughtful things they do. i love their attitude, their anger, their sense of fun, their cockiness, and their aggressiveness.

so yeah...i definitely do not hate guys.
far from it.

i just wish they would pull their heads out of their asses every once in a while.