Two months...two months is way too long to be away from my precious blogger. My life remains the same. I'm in a whirlwind of sorrow while he gets to go out and have his cake and eat it too. Why do I make this okay for him? Why? I believe every bold face lie he tells me every time he says it. What happened to the strength I once had? Somehow, he's managed to take it from me again and break me down to my bare essentials. Sometimes it hurts so bad that I don't even want to breathe. I would rather just curl up in a ball and wallow in my own self-pity. And the man could give two shits about me. If I was laying here dying he would just turn around and walk out the door. I know this because he's already done it. What makes her and all the other ones so special. They are all trash and all of them hoes but yet he can't stay away from them. I am so much better than any of those bitches but yet he just doesn't give two shits if I live or die. I have to finally put my foot down and start sticking up for myself or this is never going to end.
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