I don’t just love my man because he’s in a uniform. I love him for who he is as a person. He’s a hero, he has courage, he’s doing something so that us civilians have freedom. I’m proud of who he is. I hate girls who are just uniform chasers.
I love the man he is, in or out of the uniform, but he looks damn good in that uniform.
Reblogging because I completely agree with the comments. My man is perfect for me in every way, shape, and form. He just happens to have a job that requires him to look even more oh so sexy in uniform. :)
My favorite hoodie :) (Taken with instagram)
Very odd stuff about Lincoln and Kennedy …
