so, there it was...sitting on the arm of the couch. the only light shone in from the hall. the only sound was his massive snoring, letting me know he was fast asleep.

i picked it up and starting going through it. through his text messages, and even some of his facebook messages.


i don't know what came over me


i trust my boyfriend. it's not like i don't. i've just been burning with curiosity about what other people may be saying to him.

and quite frankly, i'm not crazy about this one ex-girlfriend bitch with a damn snooki look-alike push-my-chest-out facebook photo. they dated in highschool but broke up and got back together a million times. what kept drawing them back to eachother?

i'm being stupid.

ugh.


anyway... i didn't find anything. as expected. and although i got some nice insights, i feel ashamed. as i should.

but, i wonder if he has ever gone through any of my messages? i leave my phone around all the time. and i always forget to log out of facebook on the computer.


i bet he has.


actually, i hope he has. it would ease my nerves to know that he is human and curious just as i am.