Everyone thinks he’s such an asshole, because I complain about all the bad so much. No one knows how good things were. So everytime someone else tells me to break up with him, or insults him, I just want to yell at them. I rather have someone stay quiet than say that.
People think I may be stupid when it comes to this relationship. And yeah, I’d agree. But love is stupid. It causes people to put up with a lot, to take more than they can bare. And I love him. Maybe there will come a time when he pushes too far, but that hasn’t happened yet. And I’m not in any hurry. There’s no hurry to end a potentially great relationship. I’m only 18 and I don’t need to rush in and out of things. I can take my time.
 I couldn’t love anyone more than I love him. And yes, he’s made me to stressed to the point I’ve physically been sick, but people act like that’s hard to do with me. Well it’s not. Irrationality, stupidity, and insanity are all a part of me being in love (I’m insane anyways.) There isn’t much I wouldn’t do for him, or much I won’t put up with. I may know he doesn’t love me in return, and that may never happen. But that doesn’t mean I should give up this relationship. I know I deserve better, but that also doesn’t mean I want better from anyone else. I’ll take his crap over someone else’s kindness. I’ll deal with this hurt, I don’t care.