My boyfriend has been through a lot in his short life. He was the typical stereotypical black kid that people label as a “thug.” Weed, underage drinking, sex, pretty much anything you can name; he did it. What outsiders don't know is that even though he did all these things, he had a reason for doing so. Yes, I said it, my boyfriend had his reasons for doing the things he did. Cause and effect. You leave the house knowing that your mother asked you to do the dishes and you didn't. So as a result, you get yelled at or have things taken away, etc. Because of his lifestyle, this caused him to fall, and fast. Trevon should never have parted ways with my senior year, it was a mistake. I should have graduated, attended a 4 year college, and moved on with my life. I never liked relationships in high school because people are always in your business and that comes with a lot of ups and downs. But of course, to my dismay, I end up dating him and doing the exact opposite of what I wanted to do with my life. Trevon is one of the goofiest, happiest, most down to earth people I've ever met in ...