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He was more than what I had bargained for and cheaper than gas three years ago. I could never say or do the right thing. All MY hard earned money went directly into his bank account and he never even bothered to pay the bills with my name on them. Emotionally, physically and mentally he hurt me in every way possible. He made me work my fingers to the bones just to get those last pennies in his bank account. I had two full time …

It was the first seriuos boyfriend that i ever had. read too much into flattery and the basic lies that humans could say to each other. I gave him my virginity in the back of a van... my parents' van. He gave me an STD. He cried when i broke up with him, that was the third time he did in our short 2 month relationship. He got another girl pregnant within 4 months of me saying good bye. Its been 2 years and every once in a while he …
A year and a half after he broke up with me, he still had the audacity to imply that he cheated on me. To make it better he cheated on me with the girl he is currently dating; his best friend whom he assured me he didn't find attractive. Huh?!

Straight girl; Me.
Lesbian girl; Her.
I fell in love ,
she loved another; away in iraq,
but slept with me while astray.
I gave her my heart.
She never loved me from the start.
I did all that I could,
but it wasnt good enough.
I couldnt take care of her,
I couldnt buy her the world.
She left.
Boot camp.
I dated another.
She slept with her bunkmate.
Kept in touch.
Came back and fucked me again.
Screwed up my relationships,
Broke my heart to pieces.Read more »

I loved him more then anything, I thought he loved me. I was there for him, 3am phone calls to tell me his pain were normal. And then he tells me he still loves the ones that treated him badly, the ones that fell for other people. Then came the 'I love you but am not attracted to you.' I still don't know what that means.. We don't talk anymore, I lost my best friend, and who I thought was the love of my life. It's over and done, goodbye …

I was your best friend growing up. You were my first love. She was some girl you met in high school, but she erased all our history anyway. You said we could never be over, you said that we would come back to each other, now you say nothing at all. When I told you we needed to speak now or never again, I though you would have said something - maybe I didn't know you as well as I thought. I needed you that year. I thought I was …

I dreamt about you last night. Dreamt that I was in your arms, against your bare chest, my hands feeling your muscles expand and contract as you adjusted yourself on top of me. I had secretly gotten away from the group--I was supposed to be in a meeting--but I snuck out to see you. They all knew where I was going. There doesn't seem to be such things as secrets. Just things that people don't talk about.

These dreams of you haunt me; they're pervasive. My mind is held …

It's funny that my whole life I wished for love, to fill me up, to make me feel complete. Grab a shovel and fill my emptiness with the earth of another. And I think when you first meet someone and fall in love, you feel like the emptiness is gone, but no...soon the earth settles and there is still an empty space there. Then what?

It's also interesting that my whole life I longed for the love of my life, for ROMANCE. Little did I know that most of …

Wishes he would fight for me and our relationship that we have. Why can't he see that i'm his soul mate and that he let the best thing that ever happened to him go. Why couldn't he say i want to make it work with you. The three little words i long to hear him say never came and i left that state with a broken heart. If only he could see me now would he say it or would he let me walk out of his life for …

Our love was perfect, but not porn-perfect. He searched for that while I slept. While he was unemployed. While I considered cheating on him. After I left him. After he married her. And probably now that he still tells me how wonderful it was when we were together.

But who would put someone through that in high school.
from best friends to lovers back to best friends...
and now i dont exist to you
i miss you.
i miss my best friend more than anything.
and i know youll regret it when i go so for your sake...
p.s. ill bring cake i promise :).

We met 3 years ago through his cousin. He was everythign I had ever wanted, yet he had some bad points like drinking to much. Well I was "so in love" that I thought he would change. We ended up getting married in June 2006. In November I found out I was pregnant. He was excited yet not. March we found it was a girl. Then he left me. Said he just couldn't be married anymore. He threatend to sign his rights away to our daughter and even questioned if …

I crushed anything we could have had.

He was a Romeo Boy: Sweet, cute, willing to bend over backward for me. He bought me my first and only red rose, he bought me chocolates compulsively. He watched Stardust with me, dealt with my parents, and talked with me for endless hours on the phone about nothing. He seemed like the perfect, amazing guy-just not for me. And I knew it from the start.

I am compulsive, open, and sometimes emotionally unstable. What this sweet Romeo boy saw in …

Mk, so I'm 14. I know it sounds young, but in this town, you grow up fast. I ruined my entire life for a guy who wasn't worth it one bit. and I think i knew that from the minute it began.
I had two best friends this year, Tiffany and Ashley. Ashley had been dating this guy Leo since November and they were totally obsessed with eachother. Tiffany had dated a guy Andrew from last June till this March. Everyone knows Tiffany isn't exactly faithful, she cheated on …
He lied and decided not to tell me he was moving until two months beforehand. But if he hadn't left me I never would have found my true love. The irony is not lost on me.

He broke my heart and told everyone I was a crazy bitch, he didn't anticipate his best friend falling in love with me. All I have to say is thanks.

It was college love, and he was a good old boy from missouri. Laying on hay and watching the stars, running through cornfields and drinking moonshine. He was a dream for a city girl like me. We dated for over a year and he was a real gentleman, and the culture shock made for great chemistry. I learned how to ride a tractor and shoot a gun. He learned about bar hopping and catching cabs.

I just didn't know there was another girl in the picture... at the same …

Its been 3 years and 6 months since i have last saw his face or have even talked to him. You would figure after that long he would fade away into black.Sadly it is not quite like that. He is the Romeo to my Juliet and i think about him every day. He loved and left me. He left me standing alone in a parking lot in downtown. Yet i can never seem to stop thinking about him. I wish i could forget about him, but he just stays. Popping …

We were friends at first. He had his girl at the time. We started to get close, and he told me the "Lips of an Angel" song, was our song.
[I can make a mixed tape of every song he said is "our song"]
He started to have problems with his girlfriend. Finally, they were over. We grew so much closer.
For his birthday we went to see his favorite band, and he ended up asking me out that night.
A dream come true, I swear.
I …

We met in high school and loved each other for four years, but ultimately, she chose her friends over me. I gave up everything for her, including my chances at a career right out of college, but she refused to do what was right for us when we started to go under.
I'm living comfortably and she can't pay any of her bills. At first, it ate me up inside, but now, I'm happy.
I just hope that I can find a man that I love as much …
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