I knew for sure that he was cheating on me.

To the Diary,

I was sure he was cheating on me. Seriously, I knew it, but I still can't believe it. I'm so damn mad. My boyfriend of four years is cheating on me. FOUR YEARS! I'm so angry I can't even begin to describe it. First, let me give you some information. We met at the mall four years ago for the first time. At the time, I worked at a Target stand. When he walked by, I fell in love right away. I liked him. It's crazy how much I love him. He was tall and had black hair that was straight. I almost passed out when I heard his name. Hi, Paul. As a child, that was the name I had always dreamed of and would always want to be with. Being so interested in a name may sound silly, but I've always felt that way. Anyway, we moved in together pretty quickly. His house was lovely and beautiful. The house had a beautiful yard in front and only one bedroom and one bathroom. It also had a big attic and basement. We felt like it was the best place to start our family. We'd eat dinner together, and he'd always do the dishes and take out the trash. At night, I could look at his smile for hours, glad I had found someone so perfect. Over the years, things were going great. He got a better job and a new car, and he was really becoming the ideal husband I had always imagined. That's why you can imagine how d*mn ANGRY I was when I saw him with a whore.

One time I was going to get food and thought I saw Paul at our favorite cute little coffee shop. It was like the Starbucks in our town. He liked going there to work or get coffee…