Piti
I couldn't sleep last night, but who could after catching your boyfriend of six years kissing his ex-girlfriend? I don't ask myself questions like why, or how could he; instead, I find myself wishing I would've done something different. I should've confronted CJ and let him know what a huge piece of s**t he is. I should've told his back-stabbing mother to suck it.
But I left. I ran away, like I always do. I let CJ make a fool out of me.
I sigh when my alarm goes off for the fourth time. I've got to get up and get ready to head to the airport, but I'm exhausted. I think I'm going to take Courtney's advice and get the hell out of Chicago. Before I can do that, I need to sell my house, a house Courtney gifted me when her dad died a few years ago. Since I didn't have to pay f
