Michael Wayne Long.
My babe. I honestly didn’t think I would care for him this much, or that he would last this long, cuz I lose interest in guys in a week. Haha. But its been about 3 months since he’s been in my life. He is the BEST boyfriend I’ve ever had. He texts me all the time, but not enough to annoy me. He always texts the cutest stuff when I need it the most. He listens to me talk his ear off. And he’s a really good kisser. :) I think he is the most sexiest thing when he has my shades on, so he makes sure he steals them from me when we hang out. But he always gives em back before he leaves. He drives an hour to come see me, or 30 mins, depending on time of the week. He sees me before I go to work, and reminds me to grab my lunch. He makes me eat, knowing that I have a problem. He cares. :) He knows so much about me. He’s got a job, car, not homeless, and he’s not a complete asshole! So he’s automatically beats my exs. Haha. This was the first Christmas I had a boyfriend. I had no idea what to get him. He loves Batman stuff. He’s even got the bat signal tattooed on his ribs. I ended up getting him cologne, Batman socks, pillowcase and wallet. He really liked it. And he got me $200 worth of ink, to get my ugly anchors fixed. I just started crying. He’s the best. And he’s not like other guys. He doesn’t pressure me to have sex. He said he could wait til we get married. He’s such a sweet heart. Everyone doesn’t like his beard, but I like it. Makes him look masculine. :) I genuinely miss him when he’s not around. He still opens the door for me, and takes me out of town. I told him I wanted to go to Old Town and get our cartoon drawn. The next day he took me. And paid for everything. Or we can just go back to my house and watch movies and sleep. We always have a good time either way. When I decided to cut my hair, I asked him what would he do if I did. He said, “Nothing. You’ll still be the same person. Plus you can probably look cute with short hair still.” So I cut my hair. And he made me feel really good about it. Even if he doesn’t like it, he didn’t tell me, cuz he’d know I’d feel bad. Lol. He’s the first guy that has met more family than my parents. And he’s the first guy to let me meet his family. Now I feel like those people in pictures. You know, you see a picture of a couple and you think, “I wish that was me. They look so happy.” When I look at the pictures above, that’s what I think. But that IS me, and I AM happy. I could probably go on and on forever about this boy. I don’t even think anyone will read this all. But I can always look back at this :)
I can’t wait to see his gorgeous blue eyes and dimples. This is my Baby Gangster.