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Weirdest Ending of A Relationship?
onewheelwizzard:
Nah, I'm pretty sure you both dodged a bullet there.
Josefbugman:
Ahhhh sorry, I am just so used to people calling me bugman that I have basically adopted it as a second name.
Thank you Mr Ballard, nice to feel welcome :-)
Gilead:
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Wyr:
There was the girl who had to break up with me because she just started college and her grades were slipping. But I found out later that really she had realized she was gay and fell in love with a female coworker.
Then there was the one who felt she just couldn't open up to me, despite how much I deserved her to. Later I found out that she opened up...to another woman.
Then there was the cute little thing that just out of the blue, told me she was lesbian.
So, any girls who hate men, date me. I'll give you a whole new option for your dating pool.
Krina:
Since I'm hungover and feeling reminiscent:
My relationships often end with a lot of drama. When I was a teenager, I was even worse at pickin guys than I am today. I once dated two guys at once who were best friends which is SO not the way to do it. I was in love with one of them,, while he just liked me, and the other one was in love with me, while I just liked him. However, the relationship was meant to be exclusive to the three of us. Then the two guys went on a holiday to visit the girl that the guy I was in love with was in love with in turns (anyone still with me?). When they got back, we got drunk and went out together, to my favourite club (I was underage, but I could always sneak in). The guy who was in love with me told me he had slept with another girl on the holiday, probably just to make me jealous. I was really drunk and also upset because I got just rejected from the guy I thought I was in love with, so while I didn't really care about the guy, something inside me snapped - I grabbed the guy's drink from his hands, threw his drink in his face and threw the glass against the wall. I started hitting him and screaming at him, until I thought it would be better to leave. People who had been watching made space from me, it was like I was Moses walking through the Read Sea. I then walked up to the security guy, pointed out the guy to him and told him he had molested me. I was seriously upset, probably because I was beyond drunk, left the club and went to my best friend's house to let myself be consoled. Sadly, I left my favourite jacket in the club when I made my dramatic exit and never found it again.
A few years later, the guy who was 25 at the time I dated him and his friend told me that he had been so scared of me after that that he never went to that club again. I found that pretty hilarous, that he was so scared of a 16-year-old confused teenager while he was almost 10 years older.
So yeah, that's probably my weirdest relationship ending!
tl;dr: Of course, there was also that one guy - I thought he loved me for my money, but he really loved me for my brand new leopard-skin pill-box hat. It sadly did not work out.
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