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It was August 2001, and she held this 3.5lb, brindle painted, ball of fur, on her lap. We had just picked up our new puppy. My wife and I, of all of 16 months new ourselves, decided that in place of children, we had time to love of a dog. And her new name was Bailey.

We found Bailey, on our first visit to California Pets in Orange County, CA, not too far from home. We made the initial calls and inquiries, in search of …

Unlike everyone else, this whole thing which was also mentioned that "everyone has an ex", I came down with things tamely; which was baloney because every middle-schoolers thinks that having a boyfriend is cool. But that is so NOT included in my personal life dictionary. I work out with the whole relationship thing with such a great excitement in my heart, but dully succeed in love searching. I decided to leave the past behind; "Oh, I'm so done with love, all right! I'm sick and tired of love!!!!!" I shouted …

I met this guy through circumstances left unsaid. But in the beginning I told myself that this was probably going to blow up in my face, but you get side tracked by the flirting, the calls, the cuddling...

I really connected with him. He brought up the idea of marriage, and moving into his place while he held me in my car... writting our names in hearts on the window.

Can you believe the moment I fell for him was when he asked to hold eachother in my …

You are the biggest piece of shit man I have ever known in my life. To think, just a few short weeks ago I was hoping that you would see the light and come and get me. I thought that a life with you would be nothing short of God’s greatest blessing for me, and I believed that together the two of us could right any wrongs involved in our past.

I see now that I was wrong.

You see, I always was truthful to you. I told …

When I was 18, I only wanted to make music. Life took a detour when I met this girl who I will call "Iris" (name changed to protect privacy). At the time we were pen-pal friends and she had visited me for 6 days in June. Monday - Saturday. I was hopelessly in love and totally floored with how beautiful and fun, and awesome she was. The fact that she had only "planned" on staying at my Dad's for one day...and staying for 6 full days...must of meant she was …

I met him, and he was perfect. Little did I know, he thought so, too. Like the clouds, he changed shape constantly. What started out looking like my knight in shining armor ended up being a monster that overtook my life. Through him, I learned how to hate with all my soul, I learned how it felt to be abused, I learned the pain of being cheated on, over and over again. I made him the center of my universe, and that is exactly what he expected out of me, …

That first romance is always an adventure... especially when he was the charming and devilishly handsome older man and that takes your virginity. the endless emails, phone calls, instant messages, and rendezvous (this is before the texting era, mind you). he's smart, sophisticated, and seems to be infatuated with me. during the first six months we dated there were highs and definitely lows, but everything seemed to be going really well. we went out often and when we saw each other it was raw uninhibited passion that i had …

My friends thought I was crazy. I would drive around during rush hour looking for a traffic jam I needed to be near somebody, anybody, Anybody who could not escape and leave me alone again. Anyone close by, even if they were in another car with the windows rolled up, I did not want to talk. I do not thing that I could have talked with crying and men do not cry. But I did. I cried like a baby.
She …

A serious relationship was everything I'd ever wanted. I did NOT want to be like the other people in my high school. Dating to just date--or have sex. Dating to them seemed like a joke. I wanted to find someone that could be my best friend, someone that would remind me everyday why I love them.
When I thought that I'd found that, I couldn't have been happier. I was on cloud nine--cloud nine was a prospect I'd had to explain to him--for the longest time.

We didn't …

There is a way out.
Let me start off today, by telling you that there is a way out of the abuse that you are living in,and i am living proof of it.
I was in a marriage of 18 years, that progressed to such a horrible situation, and living conditions.
I was married to a drug addict, and an alcoholic, that physically, mentally, and verbally abused me in just about every way that you can mention possible.
I had food thrown at me, been hit, screamed at and called …

My ex is the kind of person who showers you with love, telling you how beautiful he thinks you are and other things like that. He's genuinely interested to hear your ideas about the world and types "You're so smart" whenever a gap comes into conversation. He's also the kind of person to be sincere about it.

My ex is the kind of person who's there for the little problems you have. He's the type who encourages you to write books and save the world, while both of you …

To my face you twist your words like vines of ivy,
make them look like gold, then you spread your lies behind me.
I thought you had my back, but as much as you denied it you never meant that.
Now you ask that I forgive, but in my heart God's mercy does not live.
I hate the person that you have become, yet love the person that I have won,
Through my encounters with the likes of you, I have been born anew...


I can write again …
Moving on means you must disappear.

A. and I met on Halloween night, at his house party. He was in the corner playing DJ and I recognized him from my law class so I struck up a conversation. Granted he isn't that cute, I had always found him strangely attractive.We exchanged numbers and later that night we were texting while I was at another party. He offered to come pick me up and walk me home, and I took him up on it. We talked and talked and talked outside of my apartment building and around …

He and I were very happy (or so I thought)... until his birthday last March. We had gotten in a fight over his ex-girlfriend from Wisconsin still sending him gifts, love letters and pathetic cards saying how much she missed him over a year after we had started dating. From that point until the end of September we started to grow apart... we had stopped having sex for the most part but we were still inseparable, I just figured we were in a dry spell. (We actually had sex …

I had just ended one relationship and another popped up in its place. Maybe she just happened to be my year long rebound. I met Christina at work and confided to her how bad my relationship with my then girlfriend was becoming. Christina told me I deserved better and I should stand up for myself. Christina; along with my other friends were right. I did deserve better. A few weeks later I broke up with my girlfriend and the next night I met up with Christina. That was the night …
A couple months ago my ex-boyfriend finally fessed up to cheating. Four girls. I always knew he was screwing around behind my back, but God, denial is such a beautiful thing. Anyway, I came across Co-Ed Magazine’s blog How To Cheat: Not That You Should, But Here’s How You Could and thought, “Great, a step-by-step instructional article teaching guys how to cheat.” Then I realized this article wasn’t necessarily the Spawn of Slutty Satan, but rather a gift from above that just needed a new …

I.Hate.You! I have never felt such contempt for one human being, ever. It has been 10 years since we met, 3 since I left you.
When I met you, you swept me off my feet. You were my Prince Charming. I have never loved like I loved you, not before not since. I was a young, dumb, wounded, single mother fresh out of a physically abusive relationship. You were everything I needed and wanted. I willed you and wished you to …

I was married for 8 years if you want to count the last year while waiting for our divorce to be final. The last few years really were hell. When asked how I feel now, I don't have to lie and say... happy! I am happy! During the time that I was with my husband, he stopped brushing his teeth. Talk about disgusting. He did not just stop for a few days, I am talking about 2-3 years off and on with me begging and pleading every morning. I would …

I gave him my heart; he gave me agita. Could he have been conceived on my 11th birthday? According to Chinese astrology, we were both born under sign of the snake. A healer once said “that man” I was crying over was a relative in a past life, someone with whom I’d shared a heritage, perhaps a brother. Considering that in this life he’s an only child and I have a sister, maybe that’s why we couldn’t get it together. I used to be rational. Except possibly in matters of …
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