I'm not saying i want us to argue, but if you're going to bring your face inches from mine and shout at me? let's argue everyday. the thing is, we really don't fight often, but our relationship is also pretty fresh. it's been around eight months - you're also younger than me. I'm thirty-two, you're only twenty-one, so most of our arguments are triggered by people speculating online. you think too deeply into it, assuming that I'm just gonna up and leave because people don't like us being together, whilst I'm a very 'let it pass' person. they'll forget all about last week's date by wednesday. it's monday.

i do understand from your perspective though, you're young and have started dating an older, famous guy and all his fans are coming over to your social media and throwing their crap into your comments and DMs. that's why you're upset - you're saying that I'm just pushing how you feel aside. I'm not, baby, i just don't understand how I'm meant to change their mindset on my relationships. it's always like this with every woman i date, you really have to toughen up to be in this lifestyle - and i don't mean that in a rude way, it's just reality. you learn to get over and grow with the hate. it'll get easier.

i told you exactly that in the softest way i could, but you took it to heart. apparently i called you sensitive and I'm just ignorant to your feelings. i get it but this is ridiculous - what's more ridiculous is the fact I'm practically adjusting my sweatpants every couple seconds because you neverr raise your voice and speak your mind, admittedly, im finding you spit every thought at my face very satisfying..and sexy. sue me. "you ready to take a breath yet?" i ask as you quieten down.