One more time
As I sat on my living room couch. Thoughts of my day ran through my head. Thoughts of Chris literally choosing that gold digging b**** over me really hurt. I thought he actually cared about me I guess not.
I sat there dazed and rather confused. My mind was running a thousand miles per hour. I'm pregnant with his child. I didn't care that he was thinking that I cheated on him, I knew the truth.
I was raped and abused to keep his secret safe so why does he feel like the victim.
Run it or Dump it