"The Pretty Chick" - as told by my mind

Putting all guns and knives away for this one... Lets take a look at the pretty chick from my point of view (and by that  i mean the view that you see for my eyes).

This chick is pretty hot, i mean like smoking hot. She has shiny light brown eyes, eyes you can look into and wonder where the last 10 minutes of your day went to. Her skin looks flawless...and this is from a point of view that knows nothing about make up. If i was but 100 times smaller than i am, i would walk on her skin for days... You know the kind of women that changes hair styles every half hour and looks twice as hot as before. Her hair just hiding small regions of her face and through the fierce jungle of weave or whatever you may call it....her eyes just pierce through and look at you. 3/4's open, head half way looking to the ground but pupils glaring directly into your soul.

She 'rocks' bodaciously tight skinny jeans, with her legs crossed and her hair just brushing the top of her thighs. Her legs have a perfect form, as you would be able to see through the jeans that could well be mistaken for a skin painting of 'jeans'. Her feet, DAYUM!!!, are like feet that have trod on heavens floor and been blessed with the beauty of a thousand princesses. Her toe nails each more gorgeous than the next, clad with pink bright nail polish that makes me want to stare at them all day. Her curves, all in the right places, at the right time, in the right order. I could just take her and and lead her to my chambers and pour melted chocolate on her stomach and lick it right off!!!

But wait, this girl here is down right perfect. WHY??? I would love nothing more than to make sweet love to this creature and afterwards rub her whole body with oil. Then again....she could be the pushy type, you know, the type that wants everything done their way or the high way. Or she could have warped fantasies about having 2 guys at one time.

This brings me back down to earth, she could be a psycho jealous chick that would cut my balls off if i even smelt in the direction of another lady. She could be the type that believes that because she is hot, she can have anything she wants. She could be the type that cant click with my boys and have a problem with all my female friends. She is starting to look a little risky. She could be the kind that blows off guys who just want to ask if the seat next to her is taken (not that he wants to chat her up but because its the only seat left). She could be the kind that determines a mans worth by the size of his wallet, or the car he drives or the (if any) amount of money he earns. his chick just started looking plastic.

So to you miss lady thang:" it would have never worked out between you and me. Its not you its....its me, i just think everything about you is really wrong. I hope we can still be friends or at the least be able to walk past each other without drawing swords" I think from all the experiences in my life, i know what kind of girl i want. The kind of chick who can look beautiful waking up in kitty kat PJ's. The kind of chick that will throw down with you and still want to make you coffee... a chick who when she smiles, does not need the help of 20 different creams and lotions to make my day. She is out there......thats a Pretty Chick!!