Monday, November 11, 2013

On to eleven

I am thankful for guys that are NOT my type.

I liked tall and skinny.
Dark hair, light eyes.
Loud and funny.
A bad boy turned good.

I took a chance on a guy who was none of these. 
And I discovered that the boy who WASN'T my type turned out to be the best fit of them all.





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