Laws of Attraction

Or, "why the hell am I only attracted to serial killers?"

I have been watching Heroes obsessively over the last couple weeks. I was into it when it was on TV (ok, it still is), but then missed a couple episodes and stopped watching because I was out of the loop. Anyway, now I see Sylar everywhere. Everywhere.
He is the point of this journal, too.
I find myself swooning over him even though he is a pretty horrible dude. And I mean swooning as in, the same feeling I get while stalking someone. Which is a pretty good feeling.


Oh Sylar, my evil, evil darling.
Now, as everyone with half a brain knows, I'm not exactly straight at all.
So why is it that the first serial killer who crosses my path autosteals my heart?
Maybe I feel bad for him. Or maybe he's just so damn insane its impossible NOT to like him. Whatever the reason, Sylar, yes please.

On to another serial killer, though. Dexter Morgan. I know exactly why I love him.

The way he eats. Oh god yes. If I found a girl who ate like that I would marry her right away. Then feed her. Constantly.
Eating in movies is always so fake, so polite, but Dex is like a shark "OMNOMNOMNOMNOMNONMNONMNMNMN" just devouring everything. I do love a good appetite.

Also, its quite amusing how asexual the internal dialogue is in that scene. Sadly the asexuality goes all to hell later in the series. If only you had stayed perfect, Dexter.


What am I even doing? Rambling on like this. It seems so lame but its oh so true D; *obsesses over murderers in asexual lesbian style*