I  dated a guy I was head over heels for, best sex of my life. He was in a band and leaving for a European tour for 3 months. Initially he wanted me to come, but changed his mind. Before he left, he told me he didn’t want to cheat on me, but wasn’t sure he could control himself with all the hot European groupies. I realized the only thing I could do was tell him it was fine, but that we shouldn’t date anymore. My heart broke into a million pieces.

—Glorified Groupie

Aftermath: Three months later he returned from Europe with a hot, new wife he’d only just met. A few months later, he emailed asking me out for a drink. I told him I didn’t think his new wife would appreciate it and he pretended he didn’t know what I was talking about. Funny thing is, I still kind of miss him.

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