I picked him up, drunk and high, from an underage party. We went to a friend’s place where he was completely unaffectionate, but got ridiculously excited when pizza was delivered. When he finally did sit by me, it couldn’t have been more than 15 mins before he moved to the chair next to the couch, and then proceeded to pass out until I woke him to take him to his car, where he slept it off till morning.

—Kendra

Aftermath: I told him I couldn’t be his girlfriend anymore about a week later, but we fooled around a couple times after that.

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It was over when I told him that I needed a few days to myself because I was feeling smothered, then he sent me an instant message 8 hours later to see if I’d had enough time yet.

—Amy

Aftermath: I signed off AIM and ignored his calls that day, then I broke up with him the next day in person. He sobbed.

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I destroyed myself over this boy, who was a f**king yo-yo. First, he was in love with me, then not-feeling-it, then we were friends-who-cuddle, then I-don’t-have-those-feelings-anymore, then we-are-soulmates. Problem was: After the soulmate phase, we went different directions for summer and he got a girlfriend and didn’t bother to mention it to me until the fall. But he hopes we could still be great friends. Oh, and he “still has feelings” and wanted to come see me to “talk it out.”

—Morgan

Aftermath: He still wants to be friends. I don’t. A waste of 2 years of my life.

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I once met a girl at a bar. Actually it was an open bar. Dangerous stuff. We went back to her apartment. The next morning the bed was covered with pee. Every square inch soaked. Even the pillows were wet. It was either her, or me, or her fat angry cat.  I suspect the cat. We didn’t talk about the elephant in the room, or the Lake Superior on her bed.

—Jack Diamond

Aftermath: There was no second “date.”

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I only knew the guy for a week and half, when finally he asked if he could come to my place to see me. We were sitting on the couch watching TV (with family upstairs) when he all of the sudden pulled his “junk” out of his pants. In shock, I asked what the hell he was doing? His response: “Well, don’t you want to suck on it?”

—Mandy

Aftermath: I kicked him out of my house immediately. He would call and text everyday after that, not even knowing he did anything wrong. I haven’t spoken to him since.

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