Okay, so he may not be the best pearson in the wolrd;
Sometimes he feel like it's not even close to that, but he trys, so don't start judge him intil you make better 'cause for me his the best. He's kind, and happy, silly, playful, lovely, but god dammit I can't call him cute or he kills me. He's gorgeous and I whis I tell him more times. He's tall and skiny, so he's hugs are the friking best in the whole wolrd. He LOVES rock, music, video-games but not in a anhealty way, he likes The Simpsons, adores Brad Pitt and I really thankful to say that he loves me, and let me did a tatto on him(so, you know, he's crazy). I love the way he smiles, the sound of his laugh, is kind wierd, but I love it. I like the way he treats me, tickles me intil I can't breath, the way we kiss, cuddle, love and care for each other. I love him and he loves me back. That's all I need