Dear Blogger,

I'm sitting here and allowing Callie to crimp my hair, I bet this is going to look interesting. Anyway, I felt like writing today just because I feel like complaining.

I don't understand how you can tell me that you love me and then treat me the way that you do. I just don't understand why you wouldn't fight for someone that you supposedly care so deeply for, but no matter what I will continue to love you. That's the person I am. You can hurt me and you can continue to bend me until I am broken, but I will love you every single moment through all of it. That's how much you mean to me.

I will never forget the beautiful moments like when you told me that our lives were like a tragic love story and I told you that if I were to die in that moment, I wouldn't care because I was by your side. I will never forget when we laid in bed curled up in each other and I read you to sleep. I'll never forget anything. I'm not a person that forgets.

I guess I'll stop writing about you, I just hope that you read this some day.
Like I said, they always end up together in the end in love stories. Always.