i'll be the wind, the rain and the sunset.

[hailsquishface]

let it be known i enjoy being single, but i do loves me some men boy things.
okay, so, pretend i have a personality. now, imagine this personality to be addictive and superlative. yes. i would rule. hypothetically.
now, imagine once more (for kicks) the considerable amount of men seeking my company. hell, suppose i were a whore. a whore with a mind and a mouth to match. i'd be a enormous woman whore to boot. with boots. and a hat.
furthermore and right-on to the most important of important questions.
would i belong in a sitcom or a romance-comedy movie??
anyway. i've become quite fond of what i am now, but cannot seem to shake the shallow imperfections. do i allow myself these indulgences or rebel because of a subconscious hearkening for a sense of responsibility??
also... in the event of a serious wrong doing, how should one react??
i know some of you know me (hopefulllyyyy) as the person with these answers. i've only found myself with questions. i'm not empty, just a bit shaken.
not stirred.
oh!! i've retained my dorky sense, i have.