unlike your typical guy

or whatever you consider a "typical guy" to be. I'm not into porn. cooking shows, arts and science and crafts fairs, museums, ball games, that's my "porn". and I stand by that. picture a windy Sunday afternoon imaging all of the obligations you have the week coming ahead, but for a moment, you forget all of that, holding hands and walking with someone who understands, having a conversation with you, not on here, but I reality.
you may never see that person again, but you can't help but to enjoy that moment. he/she/they may never text you back, but at least you had that moment. life isn't fair but it gives us those little things to remind us that the universe still cares