Because he knows the worst thing about me, and its okay.

My idea of a perfect boyfriend is:
Someone who takes candid photos of me. Someone who can play a (or a few) musical instruments [bonus points +10]. Someone who will offer me his food before taking the first bite. Someone who will hug and watch me fall asleep. Someone who hugs me when I cry. Someone who will waste his day with me and calls it a ‘perfect day’. Someone who thinks I am beautiful when I don’t have my make up on. Someone who will stop gaming because I want his attention.
But even when you are not perfect, I’ll still choose you.


