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GreastestName

October 14, 2009 @ (Portugal)

Tags: gay,

I had this really close friend, and I totally knew he had clear gay tendencies. He kept telling me that he hadn't and that he had fallen in love with me. After a month or so of he admitting he was in love with me I decided to give him a chance. I wasn't really into the relationship because of the gay thing. But after 3 months dating he hadn't done anything suspicious, so I finally had sex with him, after it I got up to go to the bathroom (we were in his house) to find gay porn magazines "hidden" (not so well hidden buddy...) behind the toilet. When I talked to him about it he denied it... for 2 minutes and then he admitted how he was gay and was in love with my ex (well ex ex). Needless to say I broke up with him immediately.

Ryan

October 14, 2009 @ (North Car.)

Tags: northcar

This was just a few nights ago... took my ex to a concert of a band that we both like. We got there early and we were able to meet up the bands. pretty fucking rad if you ask me. they liked us and gave us passes to hang out after. Well looking back i guess leader singer boy liked Ex girlfriend. We go back after the concert and not even 10 minutes into hanging out she's gone. I would have just left her, but we were like 45-hour away from home. I really should have left her. little while later she appear from a back area, and she gives me this look. Sooooooo much anger at this point, i didn't even want to talk to her. Well, i guess the world got her back for f'ing me like that. As we were walking out the door, the singer comes over and whispers in her ear "You should prob see a doc". WHOOOO... i broke up with her in the car on the ride home.

A Friend

October 14, 2009 @ (Nebraska)

Tags: What a dog!!

My friend had a pretty nasty break-up. She was staying with me while her boyfriend was taking a road trip with his guy friend. They had been keeping in regular contact via facebook. One nite he posts a comment that he is going "cougar hunting". Needless to say, my friend was very upset and called him on it. The jerk-off actually had the nerve to tell her that all he meant by that was that he and his friend were "driving thru the mountains". Of course she didn't believe him, and he really tried to go out of his way to convince her otherwise. Then the very next morning when she got up and checked her facebook account, he had changed his status from "in love with my aussie girlfriend" to "single". She was shocked and upset and called him again. And again he tried to tell her that he was having problems with his laptop, thats why it changed. He continued to call her @ least twice a day while he was gone for 4 more days. When he finally got home, she went over there to greet him and he brushed her off. She knew then she had been dumped. To this day, she still don't know why he was playing games and calling her even though he clearly had decided he wasn't going to be with her anymore.

Brendan

October 14, 2009 @ (Melbourne)

Tags: Done Deal

Yo,

I was dating this broad about six months ago for like 6 weeks. I broke up with her because she was getting in my way. For instance, I like to play about 3 hours of video games a night and she would always get upset about that. She would say things like, "Why don't we go out to eat?" or "Brendo, why don't you want to have sex instead of playing video games?"

Lol! What type of questions are these? Now I smoke bongs, play video games, eat pizza, and smash beers on the reg. WITHOUT some bird chirping in my ear.

Final Score: Brendo: 1 Dirty Birds: 0

Lara

October 14, 2009 @ (Canada)

Tags: ass, douche, lame

My ex, with whom I have a beautiful daughter with, and I dated for 3.5 years. I moved out to his small hometown and put my university plans on hold so that we could start a family and our life together. After 2ish years of being a stay-at-home mom, I decided that it was time to go back to school so my daughter and I moved into the city (1.5 hours away) while he stayed to keep his well paying job and live in the house that we had bought. He came to the city every weekend, his weeks off, and every holiday that he had from work. We eventually decided to rent out our house and he began to live in the city and commute to work. Nothing had changed, other than the amount of time we were together and my load of responsibilities (which I handled quite well), but he became increasingly aggravated. In April of my first year of school, he confessed that he resented me for going back to school and felt that I had to prove that I was better than him. He broke up with me with the excuse that it just wasn't working and he couldn't be with "someone like me". We remained friends for the sake of our daughter and everything was fine. It wasn't until I had met and started dating someone else that he decided that he didn't really break up with me in the first place, and that he had just wanted a break from the stress of our changing relationship. After this epic attempt had failed to sway me, he proceeded with trying everything possible to sabotage my life (ie. take custody of our daughter, cut off all financial assistance, force me to quit school, ruin my new relationship). Thankfully, everything that he tried was unsuccessful. My daughter is still with me, I am still in nursing school working towards my bachelor in science and nursing, and am in a wonderful relationship with my new boyfriend.

I'm sorry sweetheart, but real life doesn't work that way.

Some1

October 13, 2009 @ (don't matter)

Tags: broken heart, lost love

There was this girl. I had known her for years and years. I met her in 5th grade and ever since then we became friends. We wouldn't talk much but we'd always have something to say to each other. We grew up...her becoming gorgeous day by day and me realizing how much this girl knows me. We'd literally sit for hours talking about our lives and our beliefs. She had a cold outside, but inside she was warm and sweet as sugar. She went out with my best friend at one time and I didn't mind. I always felt she would come back to me. So I waited. 2 long years I waited until finally all those times of going to her house to have sandwiches got to me, all those times of sitting in class cracking on everyone else got to me, all those times of hanging out and generally loving each others presence got to me......I fell in love...or so I thought. I felt perfect. Everything was right. Just being in her presence took away all my demons, my frustrations, my unwavering pathetically insignificant life. I felt like a person in front of her. Like I mattered. I fell in love with my dream girl.

But then things got different. She went to college and hooked up wit some dude...She swore it was a mistake and that it was the first time she had gotten drunk. My dumbass believed her. Why? Because I believe in HER and ME...together. I told her we'd work through this. A couple months later, she told me she had to break it off because her parents didn't approve of me even though they had known me my entire life. They thought I was unpredictable and was going no where in life just because I wasn't becoming a doctor. She told me her parents didn't approve and I believed her. We broke up and God did it fuckin hurt. I couldn't talk to her, email her, nothing. She said her parents knew about us and were making sure I didn't call her. I lost touch with her. My best friend told me he went to go see her to console her because he knew we were both going through a hard time. He came to my place afterwards and TO MY FACE told me that nothing happened. After that, I went to India.

When I came back, I lost my soul, my heart, and my general appreciation for love. My best friend, who has known me just as long as she did, tells me that the day he went to go see her...something did happen. I was a broken man. In one swift move, I lost any connection to my love and my true friend. I cursed her for breaking my heart and for doing something this cruel. As for my best friend, I forgave him with my brain but not my heart. Both of them hurt me in ways I didn't know humans could be hurt. I had done no harm to any of them. I showed them love when everyone else showed hate.

The story goes on. My best friend went on...back to his old girlfriend. She forgave him and they moved on. And for her...she has a new boyfriend. A douche. Some fuck who will probably end up worse off.

My entire perception of people changed that day. I don't know if I should put more trust in strangers or in friends. At least strangers won't lead you on when they fuck your shit up.

I'll admit. I had my faults. Maybe I was going too fast with it and I jumped into things. but I truly felt this was it. My dumbass never felt so stupid in my entire life. I should've calmed down and played it slowly. She told me it wasn't gonna work, but I told her we'd make it work. I just never knew I was the only one workin at it.

I've had so much shit hit me in my life. Car accidents, fist fights, fights at home, fights with friends, broken bones, shattered eyes, surgeries, deaths, fires, rejection, loneliness, isolation...and yet. the only thing that ever REALLY hurts me...is a broken heart.

KevinEleven

October 13, 2009 @ (Toronto)

Tags: valentines day

I once broke up with a girl the day before Valentine's Day and promised myself I wouldn't do it again. Two years later I broke up with a girl the day of Valentine's Day. At the time it was no big deal but after reading a bunch of stories on here I realized I had a pretty surreal experience.

Fred

October 13, 2009 @ (California)

Tags: cheating, whore

I was dating a girl for about 3 years, and one night we go out to a fantastic bar with a poker buddy of mine whom I had known for about 2 years. Being young and at a bar, we get totally shitfaced, and head back to the hotel (too far to take a cab home). After continuing to drink for another couple of hours, I discover that the insides of my stomach have decided to make a break for it, and that I need to lie down and pass out.

I wake up 30 minutes later to breath on my ear and the sound of moans. It seems my girl is on the bed behind me (bonus, there are 2 beds in the room), and my "friend" is behind her, with one hand down her pants and one hand up her shirt. I decide to wait a bit, to see where this is going (and to prevent excuses later). After about 15 minutes, I hear whispering, which I can only assume is something like "Let's move to the other bed so we can fuck without waking him". At this point I alert them to the fact that I am awake and have been for some time, that they're both dead to me, I'm moving to Vegas the next day, and then I get dressed to catch the aforementioned cab (the one that was too expensive).

She starts crying, and this guy, this...unbelievable asshole, starts trying to play the mediator, "She's a good girl, she doesn't deserve this" and the like. I tell him to shut his fucking mouth, and proceed to walk to the elevator. He chooses to physically bar my way, and even grabs me by the arm to prevent me from leaving. I calmly inform him that if he doesn't let me go, I'm going to knock him the fuck out. He doesn't take me seriously. Now...I'm not a violent guy...but looking at the expression of "come on guy" on this bastards face snapped something in me, and I dropped him like the sack of shit he is and leave.

The thing about this that really irked me is this:
Really? REALLY? You're going to wait until I'm sick with liquor, and THEN betray me at my weakest? Contemptible.

Vegas is nice.

Vegas

James

October 13, 2009 @ (Somewhere)

Tags: tag1 tag2??

So I've been reading these posts and felt compelled to share a story that happend to me about 5 years ago. I started dating this girl who seemed pretty until a little over a month into the relationship. All of a sudden she became very anti-social. If we were out with friends she rarely spoke and would just sit there. If we stayed in she rarley engaged in conversation with me. It was getting annoying. Anyway, one day we were driving to another city to visit some friends about 2 hrs away and as normal she was being really quiet no matter my efforts. Since I was bored I decided to put in a Bob Dylan cd I had. After about 10 mins she finally talks and bitches "God this stuff is sooo boring, can't we listen to something else?" I realized right then and there that there were other fish in the sea. Without saying a word I turned around at the next overpass and drove back to her house. She asked me a few times what I was doing but didn't say a word til we got to her house. I told her to get out and not to call me again.

Rory

October 13, 2009 @ (texas)

Tags: drunk

So I recently split up with this girl I really liked because she had some baggage and questioned my partying but she did finally take care of her issues. After texting back and forth for hours(I work all over the country) things seem ok then she ends the conversation with "well I'm glad things are better, I better get back to my house and sober up." It was 1pm