If three months ago someone would say that I would love him, I would personally beat the shit out of him and send to mental hospital. But now, I really feel opposite of what I felt just three months ago. He, the dark, dorky, giggly idiot who always got the last nerves out of my head got the trace to my heart and I got his.
Our relationship is toxic.
It was bad.
But so damn addicting.
I'm addicted to him.
I'm addicted to our toxic relationship.
