Just a crush.

It's Saturday night! No work tomorrow, (Possibly, undecided on how much OT I wanna put in at the mo, and I have a new tattoo booked for tomorrow night so..) historically my Saturday nights have consisted of an evening of flirtations, throwaway romances. Tonight I am going to the pub sober. Before I get out of my comfy jeans and turtle neck I figured I'd write about my pulling pattern..

(I don't expect many of you to be spending your Saturday night reading my blog.. I'll see you in the morning, perhaps?)

Right off the bat, I am a fucking nightmare. I'll be head over heels, chasing my poor, unsuspecting victims, interrogating them with varied questions about their opinions, experiences and beliefs. Trying to get a glimpse inside their mind. I fall in love with all of my crushes, but often it's a friendship love. I still speak to many of my encounters. I offer them advice on where to take their dates and fill them in on mine! I have this desire, you see, to understand the workings of their universe, just for a short period to be the one who they provide with mundane updates on their days and little thoughts.

 I'm often asked about my type, my type is still somewhat unknown. I love the big thinkers, the people who's minds wander as freely as my own. Who can see every side to the prisms of truth. The ones who long to wander far and wide. Aesthetically, I do prefer a fella who is more rounded, the infamous 'Dad Bod' is my THAAAAANG. A lil' squidgy and no sharp edges. I like someone who carries their own image, and doesn't worry so much about what others may think. You know the type, the guy who walks into the office in a Harrington or a hoody, and you just know didn't try to look flawless, he just has that rosy glow. I love a smile, one with crooked teeth and slightly lopsided. I love freckles, an unruly calf-lick that persists throughout even the sweatiest of encounters. (WINKING EMOJI!?!) I love characters, the ones you will always remember.

Once you have my attention, you fucking have it. It may be fleeting, it may last a while. If you can provide the back and forth (commonly referred to as the bantaaaaaah, or so I'm told) I will stay amused. I enjoy the challenge of winning someone over. The little texts that you would only receive if you are on their mind as persistently as they are on yours. The snaps of things they know you will find amusing. Historically, drunk booty calls are my thing. I'll beckon you with the promise of my secret, then drunkenly spill my chronicles. I'll talk you into the wee hours, asking your thoughts on the universe. I've often been told 'Soph, it's 6AM, go to fucking sleep.' My crushes are not physical though, you may be easy on the eye but if I'm pursuing you, it's your mind that posses the charm. You are my puzzle to be solved.

Often, once the puzzle is solved I retreat. My task complete, I search for another. The cycle begins again, leaving one party in disbelief. I'm a dick. I'm sorry chaps, but it is just a fleeting crush. Perhaps I am on my way to meeting more than a crush, perhaps I am reaching a point within myself where I now love myself enough, to give a lil' love to another..

You know if I do, I'll be sure to let you all know. For now, enjoy your Saturday night, find your next crush, and fucking smile, great things are coming. I'm leaving you today with a list of songs I think you should check out whilst you're getting your gladrags on, it is a Saturday after all..

1) Lion Club // Dog Is Dead
2) Brave // Sara Bareilles
3) How Can I Compete // The Magic Gang
4) Best Friend // Rex Orange County
5) Follow Your Arrow // Kacey Musgraves
6) I Want You // Saint Raymond
7) Tutti Frutti // Little Richard
8) Microwave // Beans On Toast
9) Classic // MKTO
10) The Party Line // Belle & Sebastian

Crushin' on you all, Soph. X 

P.S - All you wonderful humans complimenting my writing, you are more than I can explain. You have no idea the thrill it gives me to hear another human relate to my little thoughts. I may be a little awkward in accepting the messages/ passing comments, but from the bottom of my heart, thank you.