In a few years, he'll be just as cynical as you are, but right now his idealism is half-adorable, half-irritating.13. It doesn't turn you on so much as make your subconscious add a trombone into your dream.16.You have to teach him how to correctly do adult stuff/run mildly challenging errands/wash things until they are actually clean. His endurance is awesome, but his skill may not always match. He grew up with a high-speed smorgasbord of any porn he wants. He's trying some new passion project every week and you have to be supportive of every single one.
He wakes up fresh and glowy and you look like this.9.
He uses words like "dope." Actually, this is sort of cute.10. Every time you're walking, he grabs your hand and sprints to cross at the street the next light before it turns red.
Dragging you behind him like you are a horse on its way to the glue factory.12.
He does not yet entirely comprehend that the world is a bullshittery. Theory: People start enjoying morning sex only when they get to the age where the morning is the only time they're not stressed out or exhausted, therefore the ~*~*s Ex Ie St~*~*. Which then leads to him poking his boner into your back at moments when you are least interested.
at ironic dive bars and/or feels awesome going to parties where he only know three people.
Like "playing the triangle in a Mississippi-by-way-of-Brooklyn jug band," or "Kickstarting a docudrama series he plans to direct, produce, write and star in" or "enjoying a long and fulfilling career that is also his passion and will never require him to do anything he doesn't want to do." Oh, dear. You have conversations with female acquaintences whose husbands are lawyers or doctors or entrepreneurs who are like "So what does he do? Hahahhaha do you know where the ladies' room is, great, thanks."5. And you wind up not being able to take that trip to Puerto Vallarta because he racked up way too many bar tabs last month.6.