details as well as her confirming it. And she also "confronted" the guy who wrote it and thanked him for it.
Breakup Stories
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by the way if you don't have a freaky librarian story, you have bad taste in books. James Joyce is always one that seems to rev up their engines by the way. Bukowski ain't too shabby either.
My specialty is the dead. Contact me again when all concerned have died.
Well you know every seven years every single cell in a human body has been replaced so in a way every single 8 year old has already died in a very technical and stretched out the definition of the words kind of way.
Also by the way in a post about break up stories saying your specialty is the dead. Either makes it sound like you're advocating murder or you date famous jam bands.
The reason for me saying that is because this makes my wife look like a homewrecker.
Without context, she IS a homewrecker!
In context, the ex-girlfriend was very supportive and agreed 100% that my wife and I were a better fit. It was quite apparent during the "third wheel" days. There was no hanky panky, it's just that my wife and I had more in common and have the same sense of humor.....which is a big part of our life.
The ex is still a big part of our life, along with her husband. Last September all four of us went to Ford Fest in Kentucky and all had a riot driving my 1966 Plymouth Belvedere around the Rallycross track.
Of course my 46 seconds took the day among the four of us.
I experienced a breakup that involved a pick-ax, a stereo, and an innocent TV. One bit of advice, get rid of your screen doors. That way you don’t have to replace the screen when she throws your shit out the front door.
Don’t sleep with your roommate and definitely don’t sleep with both of your roommates. Not only does the breakup make collecting rent a bitch but who wants to wake up with a psycho staring at you while you are sleeping.
Don’t sleep with your roommate and definitely don’t sleep with both of your roommates. Not only does the breakup make collecting rent a bitch but who wants to wake up with a psycho staring at you while you are sleeping.
You're lucky with that. in my personal experience they're usually wrong when they say that. I've had too many times where girlfriends where like just be with her she's better for you. You mean the girl I am polite too and not interested in at all.... Yeah that's a better fit. Or the other way round. Yeah you're right but she doesn't agree with you on that at all.In context, the ex-girlfriend was very supportive and agreed 100% that my wife and I were a better fit. It was quite apparent during the "third wheel" days.
These are the questions that keep us awake at night
Once you're married, breaking up with girlfriends just gets easier. 
My only breakup story involves a woman who spent an inordinate amount of time salting the earth with everyone that we both knew when I broke up with her. Thankfully the folks who really knew me chose to make the effort to repair the damage with those I didn't know as well. Also thankfully she found another victim boyfriend after a while and forgot about me.
Now if you asked for date stories I have some of those. Though most would probably get me banned.
Now if you asked for date stories I have some of those. Though most would probably get me banned.
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The girl I thought I was head over heels in love with, before I met my current wife of 43 years, told me when we got married, I was going to sell my Panhead and stop riding motorcycles.
Well, I still have the panhead and still ride while married to a lady I don't deserve.
Well, I still have the panhead and still ride while married to a lady I don't deserve.
I've been fairly lucky in that my breakups, though difficult in the way breakups often are, were never funny or spiteful. Of the three major relationships I have had, I am friends with two of my exes. I'm currently with someone now, but we are just friends who are also intimate with one another. I was hesitant to pursue something like that at first. I always approached relationships in a very rigid fashion. But I got to say, thus far at least, I am really enjoying the freedom and respect that this current tryst has at its core; the friendship and autonomy matter more than social obligations. It could bite me in the ass someday, but for now I am quite happy with it. The fact neither of us wants kids, cohabitation, etc., is also nice. We share similar values and goals. We genuinely like spending time with one another, but don't feel obliged to do so, if that makes sense.
I guess what I am driving at is that a lot of us just come into relationships with a lot of unquestioned and unreasonable assumptions. Take this as an opportunity to really get to be comfortable with yourself, to better yourself, and truly learn what you are really wanting not just from others, but from yourself. I can't guarantee it will make you happy or anything like that, but there is a clarity that can come from understanding one should not live for others no more so than they expect others to live for them.
I guess what I am driving at is that a lot of us just come into relationships with a lot of unquestioned and unreasonable assumptions. Take this as an opportunity to really get to be comfortable with yourself, to better yourself, and truly learn what you are really wanting not just from others, but from yourself. I can't guarantee it will make you happy or anything like that, but there is a clarity that can come from understanding one should not live for others no more so than they expect others to live for them.
Oh, there was that time I fell madly in love with a girl I had been dating for six months, was going to ask her to marry me, and then found out she had been two timing me the entire time. Everyone knew but me. All my friends.
I got all new friends after that.
Pre-internet, it was easy to ghost people. You just changed your number and made yourself scarce. Nowadays you have to block people on a bazillion apps.
I got all new friends after that.
Pre-internet, it was easy to ghost people. You just changed your number and made yourself scarce. Nowadays you have to block people on a bazillion apps.