That's when I knew it was over...Nice and simple this week. Just tell us the exact moment you knew that relationship, that job or that penchant for custard-dipped young boys was over.
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chthonic, Thu 21 Jul 2005, 10:45)
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Should've known...it was over with the same twunt when one night I was talking to him in his flat... After being fed hundreds of shockingly absurd lies I was on the verge of walking out, and he knew I was suspicious...
I walked over to look out of the window, (past where he'd dumped his stuff after getting in from work) and with a panic stricken face he made such a desperate dive for his bag (containing mobile phone) that he slid across the laminate floor on his knees. The look on my face must've said it all (and I'll never forget the look on his), but he somehow continued to manage getting round me for a couple of months.
This was shortly after he'd made a dive at me when I opened his cupboard door, literally screaming "You f*cking bitch!" at me.
I won't go into the six months previous to this, still slapping myself on the forehead...
(, Wed 27 Jul 2005, 11:27, Reply)
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