You know when people love things that hurt them because what else are they supposed to do?

It's a big thing now the so called rescues and yes some of them are for the best and it's simply amazing when whatever gets well again. But that's not every rescue. I exhaled and accepted that this was my own personal sort of rescue . Only this rescue is a gripping twisting thrill ride that makes little if any sense sort of like me. I'm accepting that maybe I'm fighting too hard.

Did you know when you get a piercing you have to clean them a lot? Especially lip and other mouth modifications. You brush your teeth after you eat after you smoke after you drink anything other then water for at least the first week. So you may be thinking to yourself what the fuck are you talking about? My point is this if you over clean any piercing you can create sores and pimples because you wont leave it the hell alone.

That's how my rescue is going I'm fighting and cleaning and fixing so much, and I realize that I'm only forcing things worse. As I exhale i'm realizing that it is a perfectly fine relationship to have at a distance. Because I still love him when when don't talk and I still love him when we spend three days together. I've always loved him and I think the only way we can really have a relationship without being exclusive, and without labels and that's perfectly fine,

I should send this to him