Long story made very short: Not dating long, hadn't hooked up. But it was NYE and we were drinking so he stayed over. I didn't want to have sex with him. He got huffy and rolled over. Suddenly I feel movement. I realize he's.. Taken matters into his own hands. Next to me. I ask what the hell he's doing.
Response: "What, is this bad?"
Shameful: I kept dating him for about another month and ended up sleeping with him numerous times.
Ugh. I hate telling this story, but it was a different time in our lives...
H and I met freshman year of college. We were on and off a couple of times, but never REALLY off ("We were on a break!") The first time we were dating, I wasn't attending school because of my financial situation. However, I lived in the same city so we saw each other often. I went to spend the weekend with him one time. We woke up Sunday morning, had sex, then he went to the dining hall to get us food. We ate, and then he said we should break up, because it was too hard because I wasn't in school and we didn't see each other enough. He then left me in his room so I could collect myself (i.e. Cry my eyes out and then turn on angry music).
Oh, and then he had to drive me to my cousin's birthday party.
Of course he was a douche 19 year old, and I eventually took him back for some reason. Still going strong 11 years later.
Post by pistolshrimp on Jul 1, 2015 21:20:33 GMT -5
I broke up with a guy that I had dated for 2 years after finding out that he was meeting up with women he met on craigslist to buy their dirty panties. You're welcome.
A long, long time ago, I had been dating a guy for a long time, so we decided to move in together.
We looked for apartments, but when we found one, he suddenly says he has to move back home with his parents in another state. I was young and dumb, so I thought this meant long-distance relationship. I got an apartment on my own.
A couple months later he moves back into town, moves in with me, in my apartment, and doesn't pay any rent. He had moved away to keep from being on the lease, and then free-loaded.
Again, I was young and dumb, so I didn't dump him until a few months later when he didn't get me anything for my birthday because he didn't have the money (fine) but then bought himself a video game 2 days later - not fine.
Guy I lost my v. to broke up with me soon after. He told me he didn't think I had my priorities straight because I went to see a band the night before my French mid-term. turns out he was seeing another girl. I went to drop off some of his stuff after, and he was on the phone with this girl. Made sure to say..."hey, I have this wisconsin sweatshirt that's really comfy, you want to borrow it." -the sweatshirt was what I was returning.
He was the worst. He would tease me a lot but couldn't take it when I did the same. One red flag was he agreed to go out to dinner with me and my mom and cousin and announced to them both...over dinner that I liked to watch porn. Thankfully, my mom was cool with it.
Another guy, broke up with me when he moved to Nebraska for a job right after college. we talked after, because I like to torture myself and the conversations circled around a new girl he met and how he really liked her and wanted to take her to Paris as a surprise. "My response....Paris, Texas?" Nope. France. Not sure if he ever did or what happened but that was the end of those phone calls.
Things start off like a Nicholas Sparks book with douchebag. He was stationed overseas but I saw him several times on leave plus a trunk full of romantic letters. His tour ends and he's coming home. He's being debriefed at Fort Bragg in more ways than one (Ifound out much later). I'm about 99% sure he screwed a stripper in the club parking lot. He breaks up with me because he says he has PTSD because he killed a guy. he starts calling me late at night high on drugs because he doesn't know where he is. A year later he emails me, his best friend and his dad on the same email and says the PTSD stuff is a lie, he never killed anyone. Shortly after I find out that half the things he ever said were lies. He made up a TON of shit. He was my first boyfriend and I was in lurve. Ugh I'm so disgusted with myself for missing all that shit.
I was dating a guy long-distance. I lived in CA, he lived in Vegas. With his parents. Even though he worked in IT and made great money.
After about a year I decided that he was still attached to his mommy via umbilical cord and he decided I wanted too much from him, so we split.
I sent him some of his things via mail. About a week later, I received a package. It was the items I had left at his place, nestled in a nest of shredded cards, receipts, movie tickets, and anything else of "us" that was paper. And there was no shredder at his work, so I knew he asked his parents to use their shredder.
Can you imagine a 25-year-old, crouched in his parent's room, muttering curses as he stuffs greeting cards into a shredder?
Post by fuckyourcouch on Jul 1, 2015 22:11:51 GMT -5
A guy I dated in college before I met h. On our third official date (AT OLIVE GARDEN), he tells me he loves me. Me: what? Him: I love you. Me: ...no you don't. Him: I really do. Me: .......no
That's all I could muster. So awkward. I asked for a to go box and then even more awkward, he had to drive me back to my dorm. I dumped him the next day via IM. Lol.
When I was 18 I was seeing this guy and he was a couple years older than me but a really big douche. I'm pretty positive he was drunk 99% of the time and I was 18 and stupid. So he invites me up to his cabin in the middle of nowhere but close the places I just wouldn't of been able to get home by myself. There is nothing in this cabin except for a card table, two chairs, two dishes, and an air mattress. He wanted to sleep together. Except on a Saturday night he asked me if I could stay at the cabin so he could go on a date with this girl and at that point I was like a no because I was about three hours from home and no way to get home. I did end up sleeping with him and he had the world's tiniest dick and I was on my periodand he was drunk. And that was the worst learning experience ever. We got in a fight later over Yahoo messenger and he stop speaking to me
This happened to my bff bc I'm lame and don't have any remotely interesting stories of my own. Pdq. My bff's father was a high level political figure. She lived in a small town with her family during and after college on a road named Haycock street. She would host parties at her house and inevitably after every party the Haycock street sign would be laying on her front lawn with the concrete base still attached. Because of her fathers position, he would have to tromp on down to city hall carrying the Haycock sign in with the concrete base attached every.single.time on Monday mornings. They finally installed a security camera on their house to see who was responsible. Come to find out it was her boyfriend of two plus years, who when confronted, said he guessed that meant they needed to break up since he could see there would be trust issues going forward. He was a real winner and I believe he is currently sitting in jail for attempted armed robbery using a toy gun.
Post by happyholiday on Jul 1, 2015 22:20:59 GMT -5
My hs boyfriend. We dated for all of senior year, through college, and 1 year qafter. I first saw him at Model UN (shaddup) in 10th grade and we were at different schools. When I saw him senior year after transferring schools, I thought it was fate, lol and ugh. His mom was way too overbearing and intrusive. He went to West Point, and at the first ball we attended, we took a picture. Well, she was IN BETWEEN us in the pic! Also, he insulted my college and didn't call me on my bday during jr year. None of that was enough for me to call it quits, sadly. We finally petered out a year after we both graduated college.
Post by textbookcase on Jul 1, 2015 22:21:37 GMT -5
I was dating this guy when I was 18 or 19. We had been dating for several months when he totally "ghosted" me, just disappeared out of nowhere, no phone calls, etc. About a month after he disappeared, I was at a party with some friends. I walked into a room, and bam! There he was...making out with one of my good male friends.
My only ex broke up with me finals week of junior year. Just the week before he'd been not-too-subtly hinting he wanted to propose and I told him I wasn't ready.
After about 6 months of dating, I figured out (confirmed by a friend) that he was cheating. he'd been shady, left from a party we went to together without telling me, went MIA a few times. Things were weird for like a week - he was gone at drill, I had midterms, didn't really talk. Finally meet up, called him out. He admitted to sleeping with some girl he know from high school. I dumpd his ass. He did the "I hope we can be friends" line. I told him I deserved better, and he didn't deserve to be my friend. On the way out, he asked for a hug. I basically told him off.
3 weeks later they got engaged. They broke up like 6 months later, he knocked up an ex girlfriend, and they got married.
I still have to see him occasionally in social settings. When we were dating, we introduced one of my girlfriends to his best friend. They are now married, so I occasionally see him. I'm surprised it's not awkward, but we actually are pretty civil. He's actually met H a few times.
Post by pixelpassion on Jul 1, 2015 22:35:21 GMT -5
There was a guy that I was starting to see in HS when I was 15. I wasn't all that into him, but sadly I was a teenage girl with low self-esteem and I have to admit, I liked the attention. He would always be into PDA, which I hated. One day when we were hanging out, watching movies in a mutual friend's basement (my H now, lol), this guy fucking gives me a hickey without warning and with all of our friends nearby. And to make matters worse, that thing was like super dark and there was no hiding it.
I totally ended whatever we had after that. He ended up being creepy after this though, and told everyone we were dating. He also became somewhat of a stalker and I had to publicly embarrass him to get him to leave me alone.
So I had known this guy since 9th grade, and we had dated on and off a couple of times until he moved away in 11th grade. We kept in touch and always kind of had something for each other, even throughout other boyfriends/girlfriends. Well he went to college in Alabama and I was in Oklahoma, but when we were both home visiting in Texas we ended up hooking up (for the first time) and decided that we would try a long distance relationship. A month or so later he offered to fly me out to Alabama to attend a military ball with him. I bought a formal dress and everything, and went to Alabama for a week.
He acted weird at a party the first night, kind of ignoring me and just being friendly, not affectionate. Well when most people had left and it was just 2 of his guy friends left he was being a lot nicer and kissing me and such.
So fast forward to the day before the military ball and he left his phone in the bed while he went out for a run. Being nosey, I went through it and found texts to a girl that had been at the party saying that he "wanted to be sure that she knew I wasn't his girlfriend." I also found out that he had been sleeping with another girl the whole time we were supposed to be together.
So there I was, stuck in Alabama with a cheating, lying dirtbag with a formal dress and a military ball to go to. So I locked him out of his bedroom for the rest of the weekend and danced with a bunch of other guys at the ball.
Post by W.T.Faulkner on Jul 1, 2015 23:02:30 GMT -5
I dated a musician in college, whose day job was at Best Buy. He lied about being enrolled in college because he felt "intimidated" and didn't want me to know he wasn't in school. We went out for a couple of months or so before he broke up with me, claiming he'd be going on tour soon and that he'd probably cheat on me. I tried to talk him out of it, but it was Thanksgiving break, so I went home and got piss drunk with my high school friends instead.
Around February, he comes back to my campus and shows up at a party. That motherfucker didn't go down the block, let alone on tour, and he'd heard that I was dating around. I got drunk, took him home, gave him blue balls, kicked him out of bed and onto my couch, and kicked him out of my apartment at 7 am.
A couple of years ago he FB invited both FI and me to his band's concert at a strip club.
Post by W.T.Faulkner on Jul 1, 2015 23:06:56 GMT -5
Story 2 (i have told this here before):
My high school boyfriend absolutely crushed me when he dumped me. It was the first time I had ever gotten my heart broken. During our relationship and after we broke up, he was pretty terrible: manipulative, controlling, verbally abusive. One night in college he tried to get back with me (when my grandmother died, fucking dick) and I shut it down.
I wrote an essay about it and six months later, it appeared in the Modern Love section of the New York Times.
Post by textbookcase on Jul 1, 2015 23:07:32 GMT -5
Oh, I thought of another. I dated a guy who was in a band that was pretty well-known locally. He dumped me because he thought they might someday go on tour and he didn't want to have a girlfriend while he was on this hypothetical tour he never went on.
My junior year I went out on a few dates with this guy who was a freshman in college. He and I were friends from the Catholic youth group (this is relevant). Totally casual/innocent like let's hold hands and share something from Taco Bell's $.99 menu stuff.
One night, he comes by our youth group meeting and we're sitting on the curb outside the church taking. He suddenly puts a hand on either side of my face, looks into my eyes, and says "you are beautiful." Then he got up, said bye, got into his sweet sweet silver hatchback and drove away. Never talked to him again.
I found out he dropped out of college and tried to join the seminary shortly after that. I am not sure if he became a priest, but I am certain that my beauty is not enough to overcome the powah of Jesus.
Post by karmasabiotch on Jul 1, 2015 23:29:24 GMT -5
Living with a guy who charged a 2 week vacation on my credit card to go have fun in the sum with a woman he met Online. The vacation would be the first time they met.
I gave him 2 weeks to move out, and that was only because he had kids. I did find other revenge things but I was younger and immature. I'm not proud that I did them but at the time it made me feel better and they make nice stories now.
He ended up living in his car for a few months. Now he's found God and has turned into a Republican, NRA, gun toting anti everything I believe in. Dodged a big bullet Although his bullet was sort of a micro one.
I got lucky. He's FB friends with my friend who was also in youth group.
MARRIED!!! I am so insulted!
He also has formal posed studio pictures with his (admittedly cute) family where they're all inexplicably barefoot. Phew. Dodged a bullet on that one! Thank god! Literally!
Post by killercupcake on Jul 2, 2015 0:03:53 GMT -5
I had a lot of unsavory boyfriends in high school. lol
There was one guy I had barely dated, P. I had a crush on him, we'd be boyfriend/girlfriend, and then break up. He actually dated one of my best friends for like 3 years. Summer before my senior year, he was single and I was like "Meh, whatever. I'm bored." It didn't last long because he was acting like a creeper, so I put a stop to it. This was also the same summer I met H, and H and P interned together at our youth group. I wanted to take H to my senior homecoming, but P talked H out of it because "High school dances are stupid," (H was homeschooled and asked P what he thought about it and me). THEN P asked to take me to homecoming after H turned me down. I was like "Okay, but purely as friends" because I wanted to go to my senior homecoming dance (My mistake!). The whole night, he kept trying to hold my hand, kiss me, etc. I cut the date short and was home by like 10:30. I started avoiding him because it was just so weird.
A few weeks later, P IMs me on AIM, lol, and is like "I need to talk to you, can I come by?" He was on his lunch break and just had to discuss something with me. So he drives down to my house. I'm leaning against my Saturn in the driveway of my mom and dad's house and he's just talking. "God told me we should be together. Listen... I'm not saying it's going to be easy. [Points to my house] We won't live in a nice house... [points to my car] We won't have a nice car... [Points to his POS] We'll probably be driving cars like this. But I can promise you this much, we'll always have food, shelter, and happiness."
I said nothing and he was like "Don't you have anything to say?" and I said "Not sure there's much left. Are you done?" and went inside.
Post by starburst604 on Jul 2, 2015 0:53:54 GMT -5
I had been living with my ex for 4 months when he decided he wasn't in love with me anymore. Then I caught him on Craig's List trying to hook up on casual encounters. My sister and some friends helped me move out, we did it all in one night and one trip and I tossed my keys onto the counter before I shut the door. On the way to the car my sister revealed that she had peed in his bottle of body wash. Couldn't get back in to do anything about it...oh wells. Don't fuck with my sister man.