Dear Future Husband,

There are some things you need to know.

I am stubborn. Hard-headed as they come. I like things my way. I fight for everything that I desperately want to go my way. With that, know I will fight for you every step of the way.

I am an emotional disaster. I cry over, well, every emotion. I'm sensitive like that. I am moody and my moods change rapidly. When I say, "over everything," I mean it. I will cry over all those little things you do that another may not have noticed. When we fight, our fights will be over just as quick as they started, and we will be back to being nice to each other.

I am overly protective. Like a lioness that guards everyone they care about. Mess with them and you will regret it. You will see a side of me that you won't be able to forget. I know you are more than capable of fighting your own battles, but you never will have to. I will defend your honor and your name, whether you are by my side or not.

I need attention, constantly. This is not an exaggeration and I am not ashamed to admit it. Hold my hand, kiss my cheek, or my shoulder. Tell me if you think I look beautiful. When given the acquired attention, I will give you the same. Attention makes me happy.

My happiness means I will make you the most confident person to walk the earth. You will always know how incredible and good-looking you are. I promise you, no one else could make you feel so important and wanted.

I have anxiety. I will always fear that you will find someone better-looking and leave. It's only because you mean that much to me, and that it terrifies me. You hold my heart and I want you to continue to always hold it.

I am spiteful. I can investigate better than our entire government. Hurt me and I will make you regret it. I am not only crazy, but I am crazy about you.

I have a voice and you will never silence it. I am overly opinionated and I am allowed to be. I say what I feel and I mean what I say. That voice will always tell you all the ways I love you and because you know I don't say things I don't mean, you'll know I mean it every time.

Here are some secrets to making me happy. Dance with me in the living room. Star gaze with me. Respect my obsession with glitter. Realize little things mean more than big things. Be supportive of my crazy dreams. Kiss me if we are fighting, I will shut right up. And please, do not lie to me.