Mr. Not-so-Perfect

Why are we so often drawn to the "bad boys"? The ones we KNOW are just gonna chew us up, and spit us out? And why do we ALWAYS come crawling back for more?
What is it about the "Bad Boy/Biker/Hardcore" image that just...compels us to become their victims? Truth is... sometimes we need that. As Vertical Horizon said in one of their songs, "You've been waiting for someone to put you together, You've been waiting for someone to push you away..." (of course, the rest of the song is completely irrelevent to my point, but i'll get to that later)

So... why do we fall for them in the first place? What is it about them that makes them so irresistable?

Is it the confidence?

The danger?
The nonchalant attitude?

In my opinion, its all three. Hollywood has portrayed bad boya as objects of desire for decades... cool, confident, and sexy. They know what they want, and they know how to get it. "Danny" from Grease, "Dr. Doom" from the Fantasic Four, and even the Joker from TDK, (R.I.P. Heath) are all perfect examples of the classic hollywood bad boy.

Because let's face the facts... nice guys are boring. Bad boys are exciting. Fast cars, explosions, running, screaming, chasing...never a dull moment with these guys. But even in day to day life, without the glitz and glamour of a sexy supervillian such as Mr. J, we still crave the adrenaline rush... the thrill of the moment...
And THAT is what we fall for. Every time.
Leaving the REAL Mr. Perfect standing at our doorstep, flowers in hand...just waiting for us to come crying back with a broken heart, so he can pick up the shattered peices, tape them together, and hand them back... so we can do it all again.

In the Beginning...

We've all done it. We've taken a perfectly good relationship and miro-analyzed it into the ground. But why? In today's busy world, full of instant gratification and low-fat mocha lattes, nobody wants to spend their precious time and effort to make it work. THAT'S why. We seem to think that Prince Charming will come along, on his white horse, and shining armor, and whisk us away on the adventure of our life, and all our worries will just melt away. HA! yeah, no.
Truth is.... we are imperfect people. We're damaged, broken, wounded, and scarred. We've been hurt. We've been cheated and lied to. And after all of that, its hard to let someone in. To surrender completely to another imperfect person. to trust them with your very being. So, we hide inside our shells of self-confidence...hoping to not only convince others.. but ourselves as well. We build up walls to keep others out, and to keep ourselves in. Because if we never open up, then it is impossible to get hurt right? Wrong. We twitter our way through life, leaving sad song lyrics as our status messages, as a subliminal cry for help, hoping that maybe... just maybe he'll see it, and come riding to the rescue.
but what happens if "Prince Charming" is offline?