devour your brain

Sweet mama, I'm sorry if I don't like this man. But he's just not my type. I don't like man with a bit of sissy kind when he type. I don't like people that talk too much and act stupid when their crush around. Oh my frickin' goodness, it makes me take a step back. I know sometimes I don't have type for men. But this type is not my type, I know it right after my first talk that he will never be (err gross) my man. I mean, please, I don't act silly around my crush and you - a man - don't have any excuse to do that. You have to be a gentleman and a mysterious guy, because I can do that too. No, I'm not looking for the 'one of a kind' I'm just looking for the right one that marked as 'a rare one'. I was trembling like shit when I know that, that he's attracted with my charm like bugs attracted to the light. I don't mean to make you like me, and I don't feel that I try to impress you. I'm just being myself and that is why I feel comfortable to talk to you because you allow me to make you as my brother. Please don't try to say anything, because I'm too damn scared and if I do, I will never stand around you anymore. It's not too late if you try to back off right now.