My mind and mouth is rough.. and when i smack you and.. im just treating you how i wanna be treated/ and as i write this and anyother entry.. i figure. only my eyes see all of this... and understand it all. i smile and remember nothing..i dont know how to break all this down into words.

I spek up and explain: almost every twister i introduce you too... yet you piss me off to the point.. of me leaving. yet i sit there and smile. and then you forgive me. and i know we dont NEED eachother. sometimes. we are bad for each-other. Your my perfect lil punching bag...and you punch me back..

The yelling matches are something i havnt ever had. You stand your ground. as do i !

so how do we get through a night without breaking a single dish?

PS your the greatest guy: i have ever had in my life. so far....