Dear Diary,
There is a bruise on my knee and I don’t remember getting it, but I’m sure it’s from The Destroyer. >.< He has a tendency to smash and punch and spill, or knock over anything in his path. The man could make crumbs from soup, I swear! But I love him, even though he’s all elbows half the time. He still makes me swoon.
Don’t judge me, Diary.
Love,
me
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