The beginning of the end.

Even after hurting me a million times, he would still ask me why I couldn’t ever trust him.” she said bitterly.   “But see, that’s the thing with toxic people. They’ll stab you in the lungs and then ask why you’re having trouble breathing.

QUOTE #1571:

Cheating is more than an action that hurts your partner. Cheating hurts them, yes, but it also hurts every single relationship they will ever have in the future. But more importantly, cheating shows you what kind of person you are. It shows you what you do when things get rough, how easy it is for you to let down your responsibilities and commitments. Being a cheater says, essentially, that you are the type of person that when the going gets tough, you simply drop it before it even starts. No determination is involved. All of a cheaters desires center around themselves and no one else; in other words, The cheater only cares and “loves” so long as everything goes according to their wants. When their partner wants something else, they are upset. So they have an affair because they have found a new person that REALLY gives them all they ever wanted….. Until they realize that this too is absurd and the cycle continues. Don’t cheat. Be loyal, be responsible, and be someone that has integrity.

I want to hate you. I want to hate you so badly. I want to despise every inch of you, to feel a burning fire of disgust ignite within me when you so much as inch into my thoughts. I want to pick out every one of your flaws, to hurt you and humiliate you so much that you even feel a fraction of the pain you’ve caused me. I want to see crash and burn and to be able to sit back and laugh, to announce that karma’s a bitch and that you deserved it. But every time I hear your name, my heart still beats that little bit faster. And every morning I wake up, I still hope it was all just a bad dream. I want to hate you. But I can’t. And that makes me feel so fucking sick.

QUOTE #1555:

“Honestly, it hurts,” she says. “Because its taken me this long to finally face the ugly truth: he wasn’t the person I thought he was, and he never loved me the way I thought he did. And what’s worse? He never felt a single ounce of guilt for deceiving me.”