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Mike

October 15, 2009 @ (Atlanta)

This is a long story but full of karma. I was totally in love with my girlfriend, and she with me, while we were serving in the Army in Germany. She got reassigned back to Ft. Meade so we were separated for many months but sent love letters back and forth and called as much as possible over that time. I eventually got out of the Army and went to visit her. She pretty much blew me off but I guess I didn't really want to accept the fact that we were broken up. 4 months later, she tells me she's getting married, to the dude she's been screwing while I was still in Germany. After the honeymoon, he gets back to find orders to Korea (unaccompanied tour, no spouse). I had to laugh....Revenge is mine!!! Years later, I go to Hawaii to visit a friend and he tells me she's there, still with her husband. I meet her and we hit it off, she's all over me asking me to come back while her husband is back home for the Thanksgiving holiday. Sorry for the homewrecking thing, but I was still very much in love with her. So I go back and she blows me off again! WTF...we aren't physical, nothing like my visit a month prior. Anyway, her husband is scheduled to get back on Tuesday, so I leave on Sunday and call her Monday night. Her husband answers, obviously in the middle of an argument. I thought it was because I had been there, not that we had fooled around or nothin. I call our mutual friend and find out she had another dude over Monday night and were doing it on the couch when her husband came home a day early. Karma strikes again!!!

Liz

October 15, 2009 @ (ny ny)

Tags: ny

i just woke up to a next text message, "Sorry its over, Amy made me text this." amy is my EX BFF, and he is now my EX 2. wonder how much better this day will get?

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.

Joe

October 14, 2009 @ (California)

Tags: lobotomy girl

I was dating this girl who was pretty cute, and after a couple dates we were at her place making out on the floor , (no furniture) as she sitting on my waist she leans over and says, "there's something i have to tell you, I have herpes." this is after she told me that she had a metal plate in her head from the surgery where they took out a good chunk of her frontal lobe because she partied so hard for two years, taking so much e and everything else she killed a part of her brain. I couldn't run out of there fast enough.

Robert

October 14, 2009 @ (Ohio)

Tags: ohio

This is how we broke up. she says "You can't leave me, or i'll kill myself". Now note: this girl is a drama queen to the core. my reply: "Well, I hope you've enjoyed your ride."

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.

Dan

October 13, 2009 @ (Phoenix)

Tags: good timing

A girlfriend of 2 months who I was actually really into decided to call me and break it off. She said that it wasn't working, I immediately agreed. She then said that I was a great guy, I confirmed that she was a great girl and that just because we were both great doesn't mean we have to be together...I then wished her the best and hung up the phone.

Turns out that breaking up with me while I am playing "Madden" is really efficient.

Chris

October 13, 2009 @ (California)

Tags: heartbreaking

This isn't an especially exotic breakup, but it certainly broke my back. When I was an intern, I took a weekend call pretty early ... on a Friday night, so the amount of trauma we saw was very heavy (idiots drinking/driving, getting stabbed, etc). That 28hr shift was pretty much the worst night of my life b/c of:

- my first end of life discussion w/a family
- getting my chief to come in was like pulling teeth
- a couple of traumas came in basically DOA
- my medstudent, despite being warned that it was going to be a tough night and that he should read up on diagnosing traumatic injury, decided to read up on wiring of cautery knives ...
- ... then had the nerve to cuss me out for not treating him like he knew anything, despite him never reading, never knowing anything about patient treatment other than pain level
- the floor nurses refused to take verbal orders, making me actually walk up to the floor and write it in the patient chart (no matter if I was in the middle of a Code Blue or not)
- in fact, I got into lots of arguments with nurses about retarded crap
- the next morning, I was so busy in the ER, the oncoming resident had to see all my patients, making me look like a total douche
- I didn't sleep
- I didn't eat after lunch
- hell, I didn't even get to sit down at ALL that night

So I finally get home, almost getting into an accident on the way home b/c of exhaustion, and I get into bed and crash. 10hr later I wake up, still wiped out, hungry as hell, and figure the only thing that can make me feel not like shit is talking to my [long-distance] girlfriend of 20 months.

Well, literally just after I said the words "I don't think I'll ever have a worse night in my life," she cuts me off and says that she doesn't think we should date anymore. I was so exhausted I could barely put up a fight. I just slept for another 24hrs, and didn't eat until 2 days later, when I came back to work. Absolutely heartbreaking.

It was at that point that my realization dawned: being a doctor SUCKS; THIS is what I busted my ass, all my life, my dream, for???