i slowly entered my apartment, i slipped off my heels sliding down the wall. my eyes fluttered shut as tears fell down my cheeks. was i not good enough? did he fake loving me? the overwhelming thoughts clouded my mind. i pushed myself up and stumbled to my room, tears blurring my vision. i sat quickly onto my bench in-front of my vanity. i sighed as i wiped my mascara stained cheeks with my makeup wipes. i gave him my everything since sophomore year of highschool and he goes and cheats on me with his bestfriend? i pulled the silky dress off and glanced in the mirror. i squished my thighs and sucked in my stomach. i should've expected this. i wasn't as skinny as the other girls. hell my thighs were almost bigger than my boyfriend's. boyfriend. that fucker wasn't my boyfriend. fuck him. i don't need him. i was wrong. i depended on him. he's been there with me since sophomore year of highschool. i've never known anything but him. i turned to my bed and fell dramatically onto it as i curled into a fetal position and cried. i laid there and cried and cried. i cried for what seemed like ages. i cried until i felt like i was dying, even then i didn't stop. my cries slowly turned into dry sobs. i truly had no more tears left to cry. i checked the time and realized it was 1 am now and figured i should rehydrate. i stood with a sigh and pushed myself out of bed. i grabbed a bottle of water taking off the cap quickly. the water soothed my scratchy throat. i collapsed onto the couch and slowly fell asleep.
