Girlfriend
Wow, Luke looks sooooo fine! I
wonder who that ugly pregnant chick is! If that’s his baby I may have a
internally tantrum similar to a two year old.
“Hey Cami, This is my wife
Jessica”, says Luke with a huge look how my life turned out without you
expression.
Are you freaking kidding me!! HIS WIFE!! I cannot
believe him. He told me he would never be the marrying type and I was fine
with that. I accepted it because I knew he just needed more time. He needed to
get to know me more. I was so wrong about that. I figured it was just him
saying that because he was in denial. That means there is something wrong with
me. Am I too short? Do I smell? I am just not pretty enough. That’s what is.
Wow, his ugly pregnant wife is kinda pretty. Who am I kidding? She is gorgeous,
not to mention glowing! I am 28 and still haven’t found a man who wants me!
Ugg, I am soo mad at Luke! Jealousy is like liquid fire coursing through my
veins. I just want to slap him and his ugly/gorgeous plump wife! She is soo not
his type, right? I’m mean he was the jock! He liked that I played sports and
was a state champion. He liked wrestling with me and playing a game of hoops on
the driveway. This chick looks extremely uncoordinated. The type of cheerleader
that stood in the front just to look pretty while the athletic cheerleaders did
all the flips and extreme stunts behind her. Maybe that’s my problem. I’m just
one of the guys.
“Hey Luke! Wow you two look
amazing! Look, I’m so sorry I can’t stay and chat but I have to go..uh do this
thing…at the..ya. Well, it was so good to see you again. Uh…bye.”
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