I guess you don't know your own strength
Soo where do I start? I have no idea. Probably at the beginning. I haven't talked about my life in forever.
Soooo yeah, I guess I'll just start a week ago. Me and Anthony were fighting like A LOT. It sucked. Like there was one night where we were in bed, and we were fighting, and he said some cunty thing, so I freaked out and we got into an even bigger fight, and then suddenly he was on top of me, he punched me in the stomach, and then beat the shit out of my legs. It really kind of hurt, and I was sort of in shock. I just rolled over cause I didn't want him to know i was crying, and he kept mumbling sorry under his breath and then got up and was all "DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO", and ran out of the room.
He came back when he thought I was asleep and kissed my hair and then laid back down. Everything was normal for a couple days, then he was supposed to go to Lawrence. He ended up missing his train and as I was driving him back to our house we got in another HUGE fight and he started slamming the dashboard and SCREAMING at me and I just kind of pulled over and I was like...you need to get out. I drove away and I was crying so hard I almost had to pull over. I feel like that was funny for everyone who saw me driving. Things cooled down, but we never talked about it. He talked about it with Steven though, and I guess he told him if I hadn't dropped him off he would have punched my face in LOL.
YEah anyway, I know he's not gonna hit me again because he loves me, and it was my fault anyways, I mean I should have seen it coming. I pushed and pushed and pushed and he finally gave in. I just need to not do that to him.
I love him so much, I just want us to be happy like we used to be. We've had a really good couple of days. He's in Lawrence and I miss him. But yeah, I'm kinda tired and I have a wonderful day planned out with my friend Sharina tomorrow so I think I'm gonna go fuck with my phone or something.
PCEE OUT
Soooo yeah, I guess I'll just start a week ago. Me and Anthony were fighting like A LOT. It sucked. Like there was one night where we were in bed, and we were fighting, and he said some cunty thing, so I freaked out and we got into an even bigger fight, and then suddenly he was on top of me, he punched me in the stomach, and then beat the shit out of my legs. It really kind of hurt, and I was sort of in shock. I just rolled over cause I didn't want him to know i was crying, and he kept mumbling sorry under his breath and then got up and was all "DO YOU SEE WHAT YOU MADE ME DO", and ran out of the room.
He came back when he thought I was asleep and kissed my hair and then laid back down. Everything was normal for a couple days, then he was supposed to go to Lawrence. He ended up missing his train and as I was driving him back to our house we got in another HUGE fight and he started slamming the dashboard and SCREAMING at me and I just kind of pulled over and I was like...you need to get out. I drove away and I was crying so hard I almost had to pull over. I feel like that was funny for everyone who saw me driving. Things cooled down, but we never talked about it. He talked about it with Steven though, and I guess he told him if I hadn't dropped him off he would have punched my face in LOL.
YEah anyway, I know he's not gonna hit me again because he loves me, and it was my fault anyways, I mean I should have seen it coming. I pushed and pushed and pushed and he finally gave in. I just need to not do that to him.
I love him so much, I just want us to be happy like we used to be. We've had a really good couple of days. He's in Lawrence and I miss him. But yeah, I'm kinda tired and I have a wonderful day planned out with my friend Sharina tomorrow so I think I'm gonna go fuck with my phone or something.
PCEE OUT