Ok...so Luka suggest that one should write on who they’d want to be tied to for 24 hours....so I’m going to write a little something about that......
Have you ever wanted something so badly that it really hurts? I don’t mean this little ache, I mean butcher knife in the heart type thing. Something so close, yet so unattainable.  So close that you can touch it...really feel it.  The type of thing that makes your brain hurt, your muscles burn, and your stomach feel like it’s going to do some “Alien” “chest-burster” type thing.  The boy I want to be tied to does that to me. He makes me angry, sad, and have that giddy jump-around-the-room feeling all at the sametime.  He makes me want to lose five pounds.  He makes me want to do yoga--not for the health benefits--just so I can be a little more flexible should I ever truly get the chance to be “tied” up by...uh...I mean...with him.  But, maybe it’s all just a big dream--or fantasy.  Fantasy seems like a word that one would use to describe something they really can’t ever have--but maybe I just haven’t taken the steps to make it mine.
Given, every woman has her opinion of a beautiful man, he is what I consider to be a beautiful man.  He’s one of those, crane-your-neck when your pressed into him, tall types.  The type that when you get a hug you’re enveloped in the most wonderful warmth.  He has beautiful, piercing green eyes.  I have trouble looking in his eyes because I feel like he can see my soul and read every thought--even the whipped cream and chocolate sauce fantasies.  He has hair too--but it could be long or gone and he would still be just as cute.  But...what makes him irresistable is his intelligence.  He makes me want to jump him when he walks into the room...too bad he’s dating one of my friends.