oh justin bieber, how i love thee.
how you give me butterflies.
how you make me want to belt out the lyrics to "baby" in the movie theater, even with the old granny gawking at me a few rows behind.
how you make me cry when i watch you on the big screen.
how i don't even care that you're Canadian.
how your luscious hair looks that much more attractive in slow motion.
how you make little kids hate me because i'm screaming "i'll be your baby!" super loud in the movie theater.
you're definitely my fave justin.
I'M A BELIEBER.
UPDATE: Jelena killed it for me. I don't love you anymore, sorry JB.