Bad Case of Bad Boy Itch

I'll be the first to admit it. I'm into dorks. You know the quiet, gorgeous, guy in the corner who can never fully articulate his amazing intellectual abilities. The go-getter with aspirations and drive. I always fall for the guy who just can't seem to see how truly amazing he is.

But recently something has changed. And it's all because of Taylor Swift.

I heard a lot of hype about her new song "I knew you were trouble", so I figured I would give it a look. Little did I know what I was getting into.

Here's a link:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vNoKguSdy4Y

It was the most amazing music video I've ever seen. I kind of went a little overboard and watched it like ten times in a row. And it changed something in me.

You know how in The Amazing Spiderman Peter Parker gets bit by a mutant spider and suddenly he can walk on walls and has super-strength?

"I knew you were trouble" was my mutant spider. Side-effects: I'm really into bad boys now.

I don't know what it is about them, their care-free attitude, the fact they're as hard to catch as butterflies (Note: I need one large butterfly net), but I want one. I want the bad boy.

 

I think every good girl has this dream. The bad boy who is only good to her. The good girl who's finally able to "live a little". I think in every woman seats the deep-rooted urge to change a man.

 

I want him to fight and curse, for his skin to be sun-kissed from traveling cross-country in his gorgeous classic Camaro. For him to be daring and dare I say, devilish.

 

Can someone please knock some sense into me before I get my heart broken?! Meh. Maybe it's worth it. Time to live a little.

 

God I hope this is a phase.