I'm like a bad boy magnet.

You know, the boys that...
...have too many tattoos.
...ride motorcycles.
...don't call you back.
...would really piss my dad off if he knew I was with them.

Or, maybe...bad boys have the magnet, and I can't resist the gravitational pull that surrounds them.

Either way.

/sigh
Good times on 6th Street in Austin.

HAPPY MONDAY