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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bloody hellI knew it was over when she turned up back from Italy and called me to come out for a drink. Within a few hours I'd confessed all about how I thought she was the best ever, only to told I was 'really sweet' - I swear that will be the phrase that lands me on a murder charge one day.
I really knew it was over when we went to a garden party later in the weekend and she got drunk and fucked someone else's boyfriend right there in the garden. nice. a classy girl, and all the apologies in the world won't fix that one, bye bye...
where's the fucking romance/respect gone? this QOTW is getting me down
(, Wed 27 Jul 2005, 11:39, Reply)
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