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i was dating this guy whom i really loved .we were played ps3 fifa and i won by 5-3 he got upset and said we're over at first i thought he was kidding but as he didnt answer any of texts or calls i knew he was serious , the break up has been since 5 months
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Me and my boyfriend were going great the first 4 months were amazing but the last 4 months were hell. We stayed together for 8 months. I loved him with all of me, every vein, every hair and every goose bump. All of me loved all of him, but he didn't really ever care. In the end I was the one grieving.
Tags: Hurt breakup
I met her 5 years after my second break up, 10 years after my first break up. She was just a play girl who loves clubbing and enjoying herself but maybe at that time I was too tired of being alone. She expressed interest in me first but I was the one who said "Let's start a relationship". She couldnt believe me at first, neither do I but the more we see each other, the deeper the feeling gets. I try to fix her, offer her a proper job, support her family, taking care of her future. But she always ask me if I will marry her... I will but not now as we're just 25 years old and knowing each other for more than 12 months. Things get worse when I try to bring her life up and she tells me to stop controlling her life... and she ran away from me... She said she wants fresh air, only clubbing and party people could give her good time... Being with me only make she feel stucked and tired. I was very upset but only till she keep talking about how her last boyfriend treat her (and he dumped her for another girl)
When I was 10, I had a huge crush on this boy, and everyone knew it. I went (and still go) to a private school, so news travels fast. In the end I got a URL in the year above to help me ask him out, and he said yes (I found out the next day that he thought 'go out' meant go round my house. Luckily once I explained it he said yes anyway). I continued to go out with him for another 11 months (quite good in junior school). Then one day my 'friend' came up to me and said that he wanted to break up. I was heartbroken, ended up being sick on the tennis courts and everything. The next day I ended up confronting him on the school playground. Long story short we played it is we broke up with each other.
He got into a grammar school at the end of Y6 and I haven't seen him again.
Tags: bad breakup
it was the year 2008 our relation started from first sight love. our relation was till six years, we had good n bad days, in the end he told mr he cant wait for me more, cuz my family were against this marriage, and so our six years got burried, and we had breakup.
I had been dating this guy for 4 years, and things were ok in the beginning, later on he started being obsessive, I wouldn't answer his calls, he would leave me 11 voicemails! We talked and worked out, he told me how much he loves me, and he doesn't want to lose me. how I was the perfect one for him. I was completely faithful to him! after a few months he began to act strange, turns out he left his facebook open at home, and I saw a message coming from a guy saying that he loves my boyfriend. I asked my boyfriend what was going, and if he was gay. he said hes been having mixed emotions. that we should break up. I moved on, he went out with that guy. which is sad and embracing for me.
in highschool, me and this guy were best friends for 2 years and around homecoming was when he started to have feelings for me, i thought we were going as friends, and i didnt know from there that it would become something much more. homecoming has passed, and we began to start hitting things off, and liked each other a lot. he already knew who and how i was considering that we were already best friends, so it wasnt that hard. we both are practically the same person, we both have the same religion, and values. so it was really easy for me to be myself around him. my parents are already strict
So the guy I have been seeing for a couple of years (my first love, lost my virginity to) stopped texting me for three days. I was really worried until on the third day he responded and said "Alexis, I'm done. Please leave me alone." and then blocked my number. I don't know which is worse... the text, or the fact that my name is not even close to Alexis.
Best Break Up Story Ever
So there I was having dinner with my several of my friends. Two of the guys in very happy loving relationships, when my friend says to me, "that is the greatest break up story of all time." Although I felt smile crept through, inside my heart just froze.
On a chilly November night in Leipzig Germany, my co-worker and myself went out for dinner after 2 weeks of business behind us. Now we were on our own time. A little exploring and big dinner were on tap. My coworker was decent company, not a bad guy, loved European women, married, didn't mind having some fun.
After dinner we wandered around having some drinks at various places where we ended up a jazz club, 60's style, with a Beatles cover band playing in the corner. The place was fun and the people very friendly. All the people wanted to talk to us Americans. As the night progressed something terrible happened.
Let me rewind about a month now. What started out some minor gastric distress once, slowly progressed to be having severe stomach eruptions, completely unexpected. A week would go by and nothing, and than all of a sudden I could be walking into a work meeting and feel something just slide right out of me. Horrifically embarrassing.
Back to Germany. I was standing talking to a factory worker over a half liter of Leipzigs best, when all of a sudden it started happening again. An explosion already started to poke on out and there was no stopping it. I ran downstairs to the bathroom and locked myself in the toilet stall. To my dismay it was too late. The Hershey Highway was everywhere, even running into my brand new black dress shoes. I quickly looked for toilet paper.... Nothing.... My tie was the only source of anything worth cleaning myself up.
I tried to get myself into some type of working order and planned my exit. A side door out of the basement, I quickly exited leaving my co-worker behind. With a dead cell phone I wandered the streets for a bit to find my hotel. Without google maps Leipzig is a confusing city to navigate by foot. I found my hotel and quickly locked myself away to clean up. What a mess.
The next day my dear girlfriend at the time asked what happened to me last night where I responded nothing good. I told her about my issue and that I was driving up to Berlin. I was nervous because I didn't have my passport on me and couldn't remember where I packed it. Turns out it was still in my soiled pants double bagged in plastic. The relief of finding that passport once I arrived in Berlin was the greatest thing that ever happened to me.
That night in the Berlin hotel, my coworker texted me to insure I was ok and what happened to me. I responded that everything was good and I met some girls and left with them and headed back to the hotel. I didn't want him to know of what happened to me.
Once I arrived home my girlfriend picked me up at the airport and we had a wonderful day. Filled with love making, shopping and cooking ourselves a wonderful meal. Jet lagged I fell asleep with a soft smile on my face, happy to home and loved. Than I woke to slamming door and my love gone. I thought I was dreaming and drifted off to sleep, where again I awoke to her coming and going once more and speeding away in her car.
I called her and asked her what was going on, and she responds you F'd a girl in Germany.... I saw your text message....
Turns out she snooped through my phone. For what reason I do not know, but saw my text to my coworker and assumed I cheated. I have never ever cheated in my life. And I would never....
Long story short, we sort of reconciled and started to move the relationship forward where 3 months later the relationship just fell right apart. Our trust was never repaired and the relationship just fell apart on Valentines day with a text from her saying she is done because she didn't believe I was out with my boss and his wife.
The best and worst heartbreaking break up story ever. I thought she was the girl I was going to marry.....
My story is fairly simple. I have been seeing a man since New Year's. It got serious quickly, we were spending every night together at his house or my house., and I was enjoying the ride. At the time we started going out, I had just lost my job, and was in the middle of an incredibly stressful time. He was a nice distraction, and I admired his ability to overlook my declining finances and my uncertain professional future. Then, I go an interview for my dream job. When I told him how excited I was, he responded, "Honey, you've said that already." The day of the interview, he didn't even call or text to see how it went. When I took temp jobs to pay my bills, he got annoyed that my schedule was so unpredictable. When my car needed a repair, he offered me the money, implying that it was gift, just because cared about me. Two weeks later, during an argument, he demanded to know when he would "see that money again". Recently, he texted me that he would prefer it if I stopped calling or messaging him, leaving all communication strictly at his discretion. Then I received the following text, "I miss you too, but I feel trapped. You are incredibly intense." I blocked his calls and texts, deleted his contact information from my phone, blocked his e-mail address, and dumped our entire text thread from my memory card. I am packing his belongings and shipping them back. Frankly, I don't care what he does with the clothes and personal belongings that are at his place. The only item I truly care about is my glasses. And maybe my dog's bowls. Frankly, I have reached the point of apathy. I have just decided to vanish.
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