I'm in love with you. This is not a game for me. This is real fucking life. What you're doing to me isn't fair or right and you know it. How do I turn from wife to friend/side chick? You cheated. You ruined my whole life. You used me for money, attention and a piece of ass. You're so quick to put everyone else on blast on fb and show them off but you were embarrassed of me. Do you have any idea how broken I am. When I breathe it feels like shards of glass cutting my heart and lungs every single time. Even if I could hold my breath the internal injuries from all you've done will continue to bleed out.
- Author: Niki Oz (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: September 1st, 2022 21:35
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 12
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