Other people's boyfriends take them out for elaborate meals, and buy them Tiffany bracelets. My boyfriend, though, is eighteen, lives by himself, goes to school, pays rent and has no money. Our dates are nights in with movies. When I see him going through his change jar to treat me to some chocolate, it makes me wanna cry. His love GMH.

When I was little, my dad worked as a manager at a restaurant. One of the dish washers at the restaurant gave me a new coloring book everytime he saw me. He lived in the alley behind the restaurant in a cardboard box. To this day, his generosity GMH.