Mike is having one of his boisterous nights.

I like it better when he's quite and calm.

Well, not always, but I don't like him this hype up. Sometimes he squeezes my arm too tight, or really treats me like one of his guy friends and roughs me up a little.

He never hits me. He wouldn't do that.

But sometimes he squeezes just a little to hard, or shakes a bit, or tosses me around a little too hard.

He doesn't mean to hurt me. But sometimes he's just to rough.

It's all in fun.

I guess that's how it all is sometimes, though.

I better get to bed.

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Rosie.

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