The Girl

I saw her. I sat by her. I talked to her.
We got tipsy.
I saw her eyes. A weird color I don't recognize. She smelled like cheez its, and kept talking about how much she wants elf ears.
Her purse, an anime cat. Her two front teeth, big, her cloths wreaked of cigarettes.
Her body as tall as mine, but thin and muscular. She showed me her armpits, hairier than mine own. She had tried to dye her hair, but it came out squirrel colored.
She asked me if I wanted to play CoD and kill zombies with her.


And I knew she was the one.

For reference, the other girl I dated for a loooong time and me broke up. So this is a new girl.

Hairy girls don't do it for me. My girlfriend lives with a girl who doesn't shave anything, and she's an otherwise attractive girl (very fit, skinny, tall) to the point that I'm pretty sure I suffer from some form of cognitive dissonance when I look at her. On first glance is hot, but then I notice the chewbacca legs and feel like I'm going to lose my lunch.

Tyler????????

The smell of cigarettes is enough to turn me off.

None of those things turn me on.

Just go get fucked by a dude already.