sooo, we looked at a place last night. And took it. That's right folks... despite all of the internal warnings, all of the advice from trusted friends and family, everything everyone's saying... I'm giving him another chance, and moving in with the fucker.
we start moving things on Monday.
I went and picked him up at 5:35 this morning... he'd been up for almost 48 hours straight, and was beyond messed up. And I still love him...
Why in the world do people drown out their pain instead of experiencing it?? I mean, how bad can it really be?? and how can you love someone who hurts you so badly??
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