(Ignore my chubby face, hah) This man right here... God, I don't even know where to begin. He's my rock, my stability, my support.. and lately, my sanity. When he was told not to give me a chance because A, B, & C, he talked to me about it and gave me a chance to tell my story. Right or wrong, he knows who I am and who I've been... and he still loves me. He sees my flaws, my problems, and my addictions, and tries to help, actually supports me & doesn't give generic advice if he doesn't understand something 100%. These aren't reasons as to why I love him, but it does make me love him even more. I just wish he could see himself the way I see him: intelligent, funny, honest, sincere, protective, clever, adventurous, and strong. He's not perfect, but he's my perfect.