like
half of me wants a man with a wonderful soul and an adorable job who cooks meals with me and laughs at my dumb jokes and thinks the sun shites out my ass (that was supposed to be “shines” but I like this way more) and like cuddles with me and stuff and gets me gifts and would be a good dad just in case we ever decided to adopt a few munchkins of our own
the other half of me just wants, like, a guy with a decently cute face and a gigantic dick
so like
-shrug-











