Samira

chris fucking rocks my world: he has bbq’d me tri-tip in the middle of the night for my birthday on the playa. chris has given me so many good hugs when i’ve needed them. chris listens when it matters; not just listening right then in that moment but, rather, listening and remembering, because that’s how he cares for you. chris makes me laugh hysterically. but more importantly, he makes me smile: he makes me smile when he’s not around. he is little rough around the edges, because he’s always growing. he doesn’t give a fuck because he gives a fuck. with chris you either take it or leave it. you either get it or you don’t– but if you do, what you will quickly understand about this man is that his loyalty stretches further than you can possibly imagine: you sense it in every part of his being from the moment you connect with him. and it’s remarkable. i love you, crazy guy! BOOM! sam