Break-up Stories
Freddie Woo sends us a tale of woe which ends: "I could live with being cheated on. What really got me that there was clearly a third person holding the camera, and the arse pummeling up and down sometimes had a tattoo, sometimes it didn't. I moved out that day." Tell us about how a relationship's come crashing down around you.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 12 Sep 2013, 13:18)
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We met in a nightclub one Saturday night; both of us drunk, and went back to her place for some drunken sex.
The following morning, after breakfast, we said our goodbyes, and I headed off on the 2-day trip to Manchester I'd planned, to see my mate.
This didn't go down well with her at all, and so she called my housemates 20 times while I was away and on my return cried, screamed, and demanded to know where the fuck I'd been, who the fuck I was sleeping with in Manchester, called me a fucking fucking FUCKING cunt, a tiny-dicked son-of-a-whore and then threatened to kill herself.
I was gutted.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:10,
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Why would you give her your number?
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Woodlouse say it with flowers. Send her a Triffid, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:18,
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Because at that point I wasn't aware that she was a completely raving psychopath.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:27,
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Yeah, but why would you give her your number?
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Woodlouse say it with flowers. Send her a Triffid, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:37,
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Because she was fit and I wasnted to have sex with her again?
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:43,
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Never a good idea.
If you must, get her number. Never give yours out till you've at least met her sober.
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Woodlouse say it with flowers. Send her a Triffid, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:49,
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Ya think?
I saw here again a few weeks later with a guy who's eyes looked like his soul had been kicked in the balls and then raped.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:51,
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'Because at that point I wasn't aware that she was a completely raving psychopath.'
She WAS female. Sanity doesn't come into it, female = mental (to a greater or lesser degree but still nowhere near sane).
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Captain Placid 24/7 ball gags, brownie mix and clown porn, Sat 14 Sep 2013, 12:26,
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agreed capt
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andythepieman Is surfing the waves of indifference on, Wed 18 Sep 2013, 11:06,
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I'd have been gutted too.
There's nothing worse than being reminded of your tiny penis.
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Muns, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:30,
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officelol
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moon monkey is busy making memories worth repressing, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:42,
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Exactly this.
But at least it confirmed she'd seen it, which isn't something every girl can do.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:44,
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Good
eyesight.
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social hand grenade I was a lurker before you were a lurker, Sat 14 Sep 2013, 20:33,
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In fairness, you are a bit of a fucking fucking FUCKING cunt, a tiny-dicked son-of-a-whore.
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Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 14:05,
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Alright, mum.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 14:37,
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