You think you want a “toxic” and crazy relationship until…
You think you want the “toxic” and “crazy”
relationship until…
You think you want him to “obsess” over you and make you feel as if you’re the only one until he is kicking in your door at 3 am because “if he can’t have you, no one else ever will,” even though you were just at home asleep when you didn’t answer the phone.
You think you want the “possessive” and “jealous” that makes you feel the most loved in the world and brings you flowers until those flowers are in the field where he has you on your knees with a g*n shoved in your mouth telling you that he’s going to *k*ll you if you so much as make eye contact with a male and you receive broken hands because “there’s to be no one but me”.
You think you want “jealous,” until he tries to drive you off a bridge, he’s been drinking, had taken some pills, currently screaming at you “how could you betray me like that,” because you had a one night stand ten years prior to being in a relationship with him and that is when the g*n handle smashes into your cheekbone and ear and you’re world explodes in excruciating pain from your ear filling up with bl**d and expanding four times it’s size. For a doctor to tell you there’s nothing that can be done, your ear will always be like this now.
You think you want the “everything we have, we do together” love until it turns into having your belongings thrown away and destroyed because “you don’t need them, it wasn’t with me,” and “you want ‘this’ because you’re thinking of someone else.”
You think you want the “doesn’t live by the rules” until he’s got a plastic bag over your head suffocating you until you pass out, resuscitating you to do it over, because he woke up that morning and decided that you need to “learn a lesson,” about what you’ve done in the past with other people and “betraying” him.
You think you want the “controlling” and “all encompassing” love until he
