This is how it feels to be cheated on. Your whole damn world, your happiness, the thing (person) getting you through life being ripped away. Sick. Physically sick.
Love accepts and embraces. Love doesn’t judge; it doesn’t own. Self-loathing judges and owns. Ego judges and owns. Love, well, loves.
When I was younger, I hated the idea of cheating. I hated everyone who once lied to their partners.
I’m sorry we weren’t perfect, but goddammit we were beautiful.
This story is tragic and horrifying.
According to the National Science Foundation, only three to five percent of mammals are monogamous.
Minds = blown.
Most men don’t cheat because they don’t love you anymore. Men cheat because they want more variety in their sex lives.
What should she do?
I didn’t know he had a girlfriend. Most importantly, he said he was single, and I didn’t even ask.