Three months into our relationship, he invited me to a huge rave. The day of he said we had to give a last-minute ride to his ‘ex’…they hung out together the whole evening and I felt like the third wheel on their date.
—Missy
Aftermath: He did go home with me, but I simply stopped calling him the day after…and he vanished like Houdini.
I tried to tell him that I’m not the “needy” type, and being a single mom, a student and a full-time worker…I don’t always have time to talk on the phone. The next day he called me 3 times and then gave me crap for not answering…
—Stupid Girl
Aftermath: He must be deaf…cuz he won’t be hearin’ from me again. Stalk-ahhh
My ex (who pees off the deck every morning) threw my Prince import CD out the redneck truck window because “Prince is a purple faggot.”
—Bub-bye a-hole
Aftermath: I ordered a new cd and moved out. PSYCHO.
We were hanging out for the first time and decided to goof off in Wal-mart for awhile. We were in the sports section when he held up a football..it was equivalent to a child holding a beach ball. I couldn’t believe how tiny his hands were.
—B
Aftermath: We talked for awhile after that but we just never clicked.
