My grandmother had learned that she had lung cancer. My boyfriend at the time was upset because he booked us a cruise months before, but I had to cancel because I wanted to be with my dying grandmother. He was all mad at me, and I broke up with him because he was being selfish.

—Blaqwynter

Aftermath: It was over before my grandmother passed away weeks later. He was very selfish, and was only looking for a booty call. He never supported me throughout the pain of sorrow.

After dating for a year then getting married, we had a hell of a fight and she wound up staying with a (male) friend for a few days. I went to check on her to discover she had moved, with him, across the country.

—Shame On Me

Aftermath: We patched things up, she came home then slept with a coworker (at the office we both worked in) and I sent her on her way. Divorce papers signed.

My ex used to work nights. I worked days. We saw each other long enough to go to fast food to eat. Once he got to work he would text me to argue with me about anything he could pick a fight about. Later on, he’d act like I was the one who started the fights or just totally act like he never texted me.

—Biker Chick

Aftermath: This went on for about 2 years (sadly enough, I know) before I finally had enough one night and broke up with him via text. I went to his house, picked up my motorcycle helmet he bought me and left the ring.

Half way through sex, my boyfriend looked at the clock and said, “Oh crap its 4:25 my crops are going to wither!” and proceeded to go to the computer to harvest his crop on Farmville, an online game.

—Sandra

Aftermath: I left and never went back.

We only see each other when we’re not sober. We made out for the first time and he kept burping his beer breath into his kisses.

—losersloveme

Aftermath: Made him burp the rest out but nothing happened after that.