Damn, I'm lucky.
As if this weren't enough. He's brilliant, socially aware, has great taste in music (especially hip hop), wants kids, has an accent, knows his way around Europe (I think?), is studying law, smells amazing, has a beautiful family, is manly without it being obnoxious, knows exactly how to make me laugh/smile/cry tears of joy, and loves me completely. [I keep editing and adding things to the list, maybe I'll just continue to do that]
LUCKY AS FUCK. Here's to hoping I don't screw this one up.
lanemeyer:
How do you know how he smells?
fellinibird:
Because I know everything.