I've never been the type of woman to lose her sense about a man, but about my respect, I was willing to body a bitch.
Some would call me crazy for what I did. I threw my life away. I had a career, and now it's all gone. A wonderful life, now it's dead.
No one can tell me shit though, unless they were in my shoes, but of course, they wear cheap heels, I on the other hand wore red bottoms. Funny how now, the only shoes I'm wearing are these nasty ass black tennis shoes. I hate the way they squeak up against this hard floor.
Other than the shoes though, I didn't have much to complain about. Some people can't wait to be free, but this is freedom to me. At least in here I don't have to worry about another man breaking my heart.
I spent four years with the love of my life. That's why when I saw him with that other bitch, I needed both of them to feel the same pain I felt. Hell, I wanted them to feel worse.
.... To be continued.
