I had a crush on him for years-we lost contact. We ran into each other a few years later. Dated hot and heavy for a month until he texted me and told me I was crazy, that we had never been together, and that he had another girlfriend. He apologized and said he was drunk. After five more months of off and on I met someone else and dumped him for good.

— SuzyQ

Aftermath: He is engaged yet, every 2 months or so, he texts me and begs me to break up with my boyfriend and marry him… he says we’re soulmates. I say he needs psychological help.

One day me and my ex were talking on the phone when he confessed he really liked me and that I was special to him. Then he started talking about how he attacked a stranger on the street, is addicted to drugs, and is being sent to a court mandated mental institution. Umm..

— moe2014

Aftermath: Three weeks later he got my best friend pregnant and tries to call me every five seconds.

I rescheduled our first date. At first he seemed fine but then I received this text: “You will continue to loose (sic) respect from ppl you meet and pros in the biz by YOUR LIES. Til you will aliniate (sic) yourself & wonder why ppl are so disapp. in u. SHORT SKIRTS WONT HELP U. Stop your lies. Ppl can see right through them and YOU!”

— Ashley

Aftermath: A year later, my new boyfriend and I went to dinner. Simultaneously, I said, “Oh my gosh there is Mr. Short Skirts” and my new boyfriend said, “Oh hey there is my friend …” Needless-to-say, it made for a very awkward “introduction.” And yes, at that time I was still wearing a “short skirt.”

I knew we had come to a screeching halt when he failed to tell me he loved me two nights in a row. He said he wished he had “met me later in life and was too immature for a relationship and needed to find himself.”

— Hanna

Aftermath: We had dated almost two years, and he had dumped me our first semester of college also because he needed, “to find himself.” Hope you find whatever it is your looking for.

Turns out in real life my internet date didn’t like to smile, expected me to pay for the entire date, barely spoke, wore knee-high socks with shorts and had horrible breath. When I told him I needed to be going, he wouldn’t take the hint to get out of my car. He then tried to kiss me. I threw myself against the driver door and he finally got out. I jumped a curb trying to get away from him.

— rockandroll2442

Aftermath: We never spoke again, but he did find me on another social networking site a year and a half later. He pretended not to know who I was, and told me I was attractive and wanted to know if I would like to get together sometime.