I must be lucky. but unlucky at the same time.
My boyfriend does everything for me. He chased me alot, he comes to my window 3:00 am for me, in the summer times he would come sneak in my window and cuddle then leave in the morning, he’s not ashamed of me in front of his friends, he quit drinking for me, he always saves me a hit of weed everytime he can get some, he loves me no matter.. even with my body, we’re comfortable with each other, tells me he loves me everyday, wrote me love poems, gave me his favorite shorts lol. Alot of things <3
But then there are bad times. He always starts fights, accussing me of cheating. making up the smallest things. He abused me alot to, and still does it ONCE in a while. He doesn’t trust me, and he doesn’t wanna beleive how faithful I am to him.
& it hurts because I don’t realize it, and no one will ever be better than what I have.