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Floorfiller
Girl + Sweater = Hotness

Registered: Apr 2002
Location: Illegal Pete's
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| quote: | Originally posted by Ang ' ela_ie
Okay, the story.
So on February 17th (a Saturday) we went out with two of our friends to a local bar. We were there for a long time, almost until close, and we all got mad drunk. Like, I havent been that drunk in a long long time. 130 or so rolls around and I find out everyone is leaving. So we start walking towards his apartment. Then he tells me he didnt leave his heat on so we need to walk to mine. Thats fine, its a little further, but Im wasted so who gives a shit. We drop off our friend and continue walking. Im talking about some nonsense (I think it was rockclimbing, actually) and I think hes walking behind me this whole time. I go to hold his hand and I turn around and hes not there. Hes totally gone. Im freaking out. Im wasted, I live in the city, its 2am. So I go to my apartment and see if hes there, hes not. I walk to his apartment, hes not there. I come back to mime, not there. I walked back to his apartment. By this time, Im about to pass out and its 4am. I get into his apartment and crash on his bed in my coat (because the heat is off).
I wake up around 8am and hes not there so Im freaking out. I walked to my car and drove home. Then I called a mutual friend (one that was out with us the night before) and then I start calling the emergency rooms. And then I start calling the jails. Im FREAKING the FUCK out. I thought something terrible had happened to him. Then all of a sudden my door opens and he walks in. Im crying like crazy and hes just standing there. I ask him what happened and he tells me that he thought we were fighting about something, so he turned around and went back to the bar, did some shots, and met someone.
It was awful. I seriously cared about him so much. He claimed to still care about me too but its very obvious that was bullshit. I just dont get it. He was head over heals for me for so long...
How do things change so quickly in relationships?? 
edit: I should also point out that he came home with brown dog hair on his coat, and it definitely looked like the kind of dog hair that our friend's dog has, the girl that went out with us that night. Because seriously, is it even possible to go to a bar 20 minutes before close and hook up with someone? I just dont get that. |
seriously what the FUCK is that? what an asshole.
i say put it on ebay...with the story, just so you get more money hehehehe
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Apr-04-2007 15:44
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Slylee
love lockdown

Registered: May 2001
Location: Hollywood, FL
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Oh my god. Are you fucking KIDDING ME? What a piece of shit. You should have kicked him in the balls as soon as he walked in. I can’t believe that. You must be so confused because of how things were fine and then that happened. That’s the worst...when you’re on cloud 9 and all of a sudden everything just falls apart out of nowhere. It’s almost like having no closure. I’m sorry, but hey this is going to make you stronger and wiser and with time, it’ll go away. It was a blessing in disguise because really, who needs an asshole like that.
My ex ex did that to me one time. We got in a fight and he stormed out to go to some marketing party that I didn’t want to go to and was begging him not to go to (stupid fight) and he leaves and says he’ll be back later. Never comes home, never answers his phone the whole night. It’s like you’re so angry, but then when it starts to become SO ridiculous that fear starts to set in and you are no longer mad, but actually worried for them. Like thinking they got arrested or in a car accident. That’s exactly what started to enter my mind. He had already had a DUI and so I was freaking out, thinking he got in an accident. The only difference is I didn’t sleep a wink that night, I wasn’t drunk. I was crying and freaking out and I called my mom at 7 in the morning because I didn’t know what to do any more and I was getting ready to go to where the party was and look for him, and then he comes strolling in the apt with a fucking smile on his face. I walked right up to him and belted him across the face and was like, “FUCK YOU!” and stormed off and didn’t come home for a week. lol
This was right in the middle of our party days...lots of blow on the weekends, etc... I think I took him back after that, but that was like the last major fight we had before we called it quits a few months after that. The breakup was pretty smooth until I didn't come home one night and he threw all my fucking clothes out into the parking lot like an episode of Melrose Place or something. haha little bitch could dish it but he couldn't take it.
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| quote: | Originally posted by notelfreak
man i can't believe i tried to come off as responsible in that other thread, i am so full of shit just don't tell anyone |
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Apr-04-2007 15:52
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