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As you may or may not know, I'm obsessed with badboys (and maybe badgirls). I have a longer explanation for this that I'll publish later but here's a simple version.
It's not that "we accept the love we think we deserve" thing. It's if I like a nice boy, I never know what I'm going to find. Everyone has their darkness and I hate jumping in both feet without knowing what I'm getting. In a bad boy, I know exactly what I'm getting. And I get to look for the good parts, I can be surprised pleasantly instead of just being more and more disappointed.
Does that make sense?
Damn I feel like I'm pouring my soul out to the internet. Anyway, hope you still love me <3
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