i still just want to know why..

iraheta:

By STEPHANIE GEORGOPULOS

Once, you were a newborn: the swell and fall of your chest dictating the quality of someone else’s life, your tiny new fingers turning everything they touched to gold. You needed help doing just about everything, drinking and burping and sleeping, that’s who you used to…

its not that i don’t trust her. it is just that i know she is not telling me the truth. i just want her to be honest with me. tell me she has been talking to this fucking bitch. I would respect her more if she did. 

monica was right. when you go searching for something, you will find.

im sick over this/