I was in love with what I thought was the most beautiful woman in the world, we fought damn near every night for 3 years... We broke up, I moved to another state. Found a girl that I think is beautiful but more than anything takes care of me, respects me, let's me be who I really am, and let's me do my thing... Love isn't always about looks man... I was young and stupid and thought that before Edit--dammit read the spoiler after post hahaha. My lady that I'm with now has a beautiful husky that gets dangerously close to the off button on my xbox (he's turned it off before)