"She lacks that indefinable charm of weakness" -Wilde

According to Oscar Wilde, weakness is a charm.
I feel like I ought to be the most charming of all, because it seems like every other idea is my weakness.
Food, distractions, sex, procrastination, boys, laziness.

I lack that certain amount of will power that generally would make simple situations hilarious and absurd.
I can't sleep in the same bed as a boy without something happening or an attempted happening.
I can't concentrate on tedious projects for more than five minutes, around which time i spend hours at a time finding distractions like re-alphabetizing my bookshelf, color coordinating my closet/ underwear, cleaning out the fridge.

And, you know, I enjoy those flaws most of the time.