My Personal Diary-Collette

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almost empty, apartment. Jake, my boyfriend for the past year had left while I was at work. All he left behin

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hard not to cry but it stings like a bitch. Am I really that bad in bed? I hardly

fferent this time. I really though he was but I guess I was wrong. I stood up and walked over to the small radi

the one who was fucking some other woman while living w

one. He was a cashier at a big box electronic store. As for me,

nd the apartment. “At least he left the couch and the recliner but took ever

clients. I came home and was hoping to celebrate another pay raise with a bottle of wine. Jake wasn’t home bu

l wondering what possessed me to die my hair from a dark brown to auburn with one of those home coloring boxes that I f

work. There was a big client that was coming early in the morning. No mo

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lts my heart every time I see him. I let out a deep breath at the thought before I sat up straighter in the recliner. I know I shouldn’t have b

that come hither smile of his that caused him to get any woman he wanted even me. “Fuck,” I said out loud and closed my eyes. Pretty much, I fell for every

me out and not once did he ever notice me before. I swear my heart was beating so hard and fast when he actually asked me out. As much as I wanted to say yes, bu

songs. My thoughts had turned to Jake and the note. I do wonder how long he had been seeing Sonja. It must have several months if he had gotten her pregnant. “My lost is her gain and she w

took from her apartment. She paid for that bed. “Shit, did he screw her on our bed?” I shivered at the thought. “Ew,” I almost puked at the thought of sleeping in that bed that he fucked he