So, if you must know...

I've always had a thing for Vin Diesel. He has power, presence, and a soul that can't be masked by acting.
Ryan Reynolds is just captivating. I am not as sure about his heart as I am Vin, but he's tasty.
And hey, it is my blog.

Then We have Zeb Atlas, who is known to some, and not to all. I've always been torn; do I want to be him, or is that how I want to look?

All of these questions aside, there is a point for this gratuitous eye candy.
These are fine specimens of adoration and of lust.

And I'd walk past each of them without a second glance for he who shall not be named here.

So that's why I talk about him, and seem obsessed. Maybe I am. But, I'm serious about it. I don't just like him. As best I can tell, the answers to my prayers for him are "Yes, but not quite yet".

Please God, I've had enough bad this year. Please, let me have this one person. I can't get Dad back; I can't get Fluffy back. Give me this.