My Ex
Submissions 1 - 10
Kent Wells
I was bearly 17 you were 30, I loved him more than life itself!! We met threw friends, I knew at first sight he was the one! We talked on the phone for hours about nothing. Two years later you said you needed your space...I cryed. I moved out into my first place you said we would still be togther, I got locked out of my place, I walked far to your place. I knocked, you answered...I saw her in the back round, I turned around and walked fast trying to understand what was going on. Teas fell like rain … Read more
Ayda
The last time Ayda cried, she was in my arms, but why should we seperate only because I was selfish, Let me change, I promise.
Better Off a Sperm Donor
I should have used him for a sperm donor. Instead, I married him and made all our lives miserable. It took six years for a divorce and ten more after that before he finally took the hint and left town. The day he left was a day to celebrate until the police showed up at the door to let us know there had been an accident. Suddenly, he didn't seem so bad. Then the officer further explained that my ex had been drinking and driving and was in jail, would I come get him? … Read more
Why? ...
How can they still occupy your mind after three years? Why does he float into your head when you have been going out with her the past 2 1/2 years? Don't you even wonder if he was the reason you distrust men so much that you are date women now? And why, if he's dating someone and you're dating someone (and he knows that!), does he still call you one day, out of the blue, to confess that he really did love you and what he had said that day three years ago was a lie? And how do you … Read more
Being the ex isn't so bad.
This is a story about being the ex. It's not always a bad thing.
My ex is that person I used to be, the Amanda who existed before attending college, signing for home loans, birthing two kids... Like many exes, that ex is someone I both love and hate. She was imperfect, thinner, immature, and she had much less responsibility. God I miss her sometimes. Especially when I'm awakened by my two-year-old, screeching from the bathroom, "Mommy, wipe my butt!"
Yeah, he makes me yearn for my ex-self. BIG time. That person got to sleep in and didn't have … Read more
The Menacing Weenie
Ex (a.k.a. the menacing weenie, metro-wanna-be, MW) can basically be summed up easily by several short descriptions of odd and annoying behaviors. He showered in our bathtub with dual faucets on his knees because it "feels good that way", he picked his nose obsessively while driving because he couldn't see me in the passenger seat, and he called men he did not know "boss man" and women "doll". Shall I say more? It makes me shudder thinking I spent three years with a jackass like that. I believe I was lobotomized during that time.
The One
We met through friends and slept together the first day we met. We were inseparable for 2 years (on and of, natch) until one day he met someone else at IKEA. He broke it off one month after I got out of the hospital. I'll never get over him and he knows it.
Nudists Are Us
I thought I found freedom in this relationship. He seemed fun loving. He was a great dad to his kids. He was a nudist. At first we had fun.
That did not last long, before he started to put me down. He would have nothing to do with my family or my friends. He had no tolerance for weaknesses of any kind.
I soon learned that the only friends, and I use that term lightly, were those whom he could get something out of. That applied to his significant other … Read more
That Was Nice.
Liked her at first. Liked her less. We broke up. She told everyone I was gay. Liked her a lot less.
I Never Thought We’d End up Like This
I started dating my ex at the end of eighth grade. We’ll call him Tommy from now on. He was two years older than I was and because of the age difference, his friends at school gave him a hard time and that made me think we would never last. However, we were still together by the time he was graduating and going to college. We lived in Pennsylvania and he was going to college in Florida so over the summer, we decided we would just see what happened when he went to school and if we could stay together, … Read more
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