PLAYER

if there's something life is really good at, it's at throwing you a curve ball.

im open with my life. peole know that im attached and yet i still go out and play. partner doesnt like it but i still do it. im a player, but im honest about being one. if you're looking a serious thing, i should be on your list--just about next to Osama bin Laden. so why is it that several good--no, make that great men--are on my door? all willing to play second fiddle in my life.

part of me is bragging, after all these are not ordinary men, most of them have made names for themselves and quite lookers. but part of me is also feeling confused but at the same time ridiculously blessed to have met and gotten to know these guys. maybe ive sold myself short all this time. maybe im worth the trouble--especially since when there are a number of good single guys out thre and yet, they're willing to be...well...kabit. maybe there's more to this player