...I came here to look for a video I posted. I wanted to reminisce, you know to make me miss you more, to make me feel our love. Wel... I didn’t find it. I searched through every blog and reblog of mine up until 2014. I found something else though... Horrible memories that made me realize I don’t need to remember shit about you. Apparently and thankfully I used to use this as my diary. I knew no one in my life would see it so I blogged and blogged with so much details about you fights and arguments. You’ve left me, punched me, busted my lip, blacked my eye, treated me like shit, called me out of my name, left me again and again. And in the middle of it all, I called you my king, my soulmate, my best friend. I sounded like a complete fool. I felt like one going down my page! Like wtf! One day I’m describing you packing your shit without telling me, blacking my eye, calling me a hoe and then the next post I’m taking about marriage. ABSOLUTELY FUCKING NOT!!