I cried again while looking at the pictures posted on my boyfriend’s i********: account. I noticed this blonde girl who’s always present in the group pictures that were tagged to him. And she sits beside him most of the time.
The pictures were obviously taken at different bars and restaurants. Although, they were actually group pictures I still feel bad about it. Mostly because of what the fortune teller told me earlier when I went to church.
A woman with blonde hair…
She looks so beautiful with her fair skin and blue eyes. Her body is slender and I’m sure that she can pass as a model. I can feel my insecurities slowly eating me up.
They look so good together. Did he fell for her?
No, this isn’t true. I should call him.
“Hello?” he answered on the fifth ring.
“Hi babe! What’s up?” I
