WHAT THE FRESH HELL. You’re in the middle of a freaking love story and I’m feeding cats. (I’m really happy for you. I awww’d out loud.)
HEY! CATS ARE AWESOME! YOU ARE DOING IMPORTANT WORK! But yeah, totally living in a love story. It’s disgusting how awesome he is. Perfection, serious perfection. Everything I’ve ever wanted from another person, except for the fact he is not a David Boreanaz/Paul Wesley/Ryan Gosling hybrid. He is super funny, completely genuine, incredibly sweet, absolutely adorable, FIT AS FUCK, extremely giving, amazingly smart, and a total gentleman. I couldn’t be more satisfied with a boyfriend than I am with him and he is crazy about me. WIN WIN!