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It’s weird, actually calling someone my ‘boyfriend’. I laughed at him when we first hung out and he told me that he was gonna ‘wife me up’. And now look where we are. I wasn’t planning on being with anyone - it just kinda happened. Hopefully, it’s a good thing. So far, he puts up with all of my bullshit. Like my angry drunken nights. And even when i put my hands on him, he keeps his cool and doesn’t do the same to me. Even though i know he’s capable of putting his hands on a woman. He’s admitted to doing it before. He’s got scratches and bruises all over from me. I had left at one point and he called me about them, and i had no idea what he was talking about. There are videos of whiskey angry me, and they’re not pretty. I literally couldn’t watch them all. I don’t remember any of it. Needless to say, i plan on drinking much much less. I’m on thin ice with my job. I’ve already almost lost him. I’m bruised, scratched, and burned the fuck up. The other night, i even drunkenly fell over a ten foot wall. Something’s gotta give, right?

I feel like i’m rambling. .

I’m just hoping for the best.