I have interesting taste in men. I tend to treat them like exotic eers and other treats that tend to leave you heady and inbrieted. Kinda sweet. Delicious.
NOT to be partaken each day.
In any case, I tend to be non superficial falling for those that give me late night conversations full of inuenedo, conscious thought, and conspiracy theories.
Apparently said man does not exist to me yet. I’m not looking. But if I looking, a mere glance can not determine if said target can be a candidate for late night convos, vegan/ vegetarian meals, and other random activities.
Alas my taste are discriminate and have evolved from what they were even five years ago. I know what I like and settling leaves a bitter taste in my mouth. Far be it from me to proclaim that I am perfect, but I do have the option of free choice.