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About 3 years ago, I'd just split up from a girl that I'd been seeing for the last 5 years

Ended up going on one of the more well known websites for a laugh, and got chatting to this girl... Spoke to her on MSN a couple of times and she wanted to meet almost immediately, which sort of set the alarm bells off.

Couple of my mates persuaded me to ask her over to the house, it was a big house with loads of mates so the chances of being dry bummed to death and then burnt in the bathtub were low.

Met up with her and brought her back to the house, had some extremely uncomfortable conversation and then headed off to the local

Ended up that she know everyone in there, so I was sat on my arse on my own for 3 hours while she chatted to everyone else... We got in slightly pissed, and then bizarrely started to watch bad boys 2 with a mate on his PC...

We got chatting quite a bit, decided I thought she was alright, when I noticed shitloads of scars on her arm, she then proceeded to tell me about the cocktail of drugs she was on, her dodgy mates and all sorts of shit she'd been up to...

At this point I decided to abandon all hope and just hope she left without drama, we had a party the next day and my ex missus would be there, so I wouldn't be too happy if she turned up.

She turned up.

Forced me to let her in as she had twatted the hell out of her ex boyfriends mum in the middle of the street and the police were looking for her... Racked up a huge bill on our phone, and then fell asleep for the night on the sofa and was gone by the time we woke up in the morning

Never spoke to her again after that.

Pretty crap story, but it's true, and at least I didn't get bummed.
(WittyUsernameHere, Tue 18 Sep 2007, 1:11, Reply)