Break-up StoriesFreddie 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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Don't be my ValentineMy first proper girlfriend at Brighton Poly lived in Bedfordshire and, in reading week of the spring term, took me home to meet her family there. I took this to be a good sign.
However, she was pretty distant and unaffectionate the whole time we were there, which I put down to being embarrassed in front of her folks - I was apparently the first guy she'd brought home to stay.
On the train home she broke up with me, and days later (for Valentine's Day) sent me a single red rose and a card in which she'd written "hope you find her".
I assume her family took umbrage against me and talked her into dumping me, but I never did find out and I never saw her again after that.
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shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Fri 13 Sep 2013, 13:22,
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