A Running List of Reasons Why I Am a Catch

Alternate Titles: Reminders, “You Could Pull Tall Men, Maggie”  

I am not boring. In fact I’ve done some exciting shit in my 23 years of life. 

I do things that scare me and I do them often.

I invest in my lover's hobbies.

I am a fabulous gift giver.

I give a wonderful back scratch and am never stingy with my physical affection.

I don’t play games. If I like you, you’ll know.

No one will get more excited for you than I will.

I love life, I am a ray of fucking sunshine most of the time.

My only real addiction is sugar, which is much cheaper than most other addictions.

I, without question, cheer for my lover's team of choice… Except for once every four years during the world cup.

I don’t need my lover to rationalize their feelings or word them perfectly.  

I am self aware, i’ll tell you straight up that I am high maintenance.  

I have opinions.

My moral compass is strong enough to make me a good person, but weak enough to make me nonjudgmental. 

… to be continued