I fucking hate this shit.

As soon as Brent’s car pulled out of the driveway to head to the hospital the other night, I was convinced he was off to go cheat on me. I got over it in about 10 minutes though.


It took  me an hour after I found that awful MSN conversation to even consider that anything had been going on other than talk…

I tried so desperately to wish this out of being true.

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