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girl of my dreams dumped me! 
dumped through a text message. 
crazy brits 
dumped by a huge loser 
unbelievable: he broke up with me! 
what are the odds? 
 
i was dumper and dumpee 
dumped on national tv 
dumped by a loser 
pretty girl 
summertime math girl 
a david lynchy kind of love 
 
why valentine's day shouldn’t exist 
potato boy rejection 
loser 
pee on leg 
my semi-formally formal 
dangling in the tournifouria 
 
dumped on new years by finacee 
dumped by his fiancee 
intruder alert 
mrs. robot would not go out with me 
double dump 
love me back. 
 
rat bastard asshole 
worst road trip ever 
she came in through the balcony window 
bank farm bag 
rhapsody in black and blue 
tea time 
 
friends hold hands 
what are you trying to say? 
go back to montana 
technically 
regret! regret! 
i'll have that sex to go... 
 
no, you can't have any of my fries 
but i got a boner for you in the maimi 
kissing my mom 
the famous blue raincoat 
007 the hard way 
i should gotten a clue? 
 
moss mouth 
rollerskating party 
right this way sir 
boob 
orangina 
two bad 
 
not my flannel sheets! 
down boy! down! 
ally mcbeal 
the road less traveled by 
fetal position 
oooo, soundtracks 
 
soundtracks for dumpees 
what's so damn funny? 
he lived in his parents' garage 
yellow shoes 
give me book! i will read it! 
poo boy. 
 
you don't have to go home but you can't stay here 
todd synagogue 
mrs flynt's heartbreak class 
computer held hostage 
don't leave / do leave 
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technically
by No Mrs. Robinson
I feel really bad about this cuz he was a couple of years younger than me and because I cheated on my boyfriend with him and because I think he was a virgin.

I was 21. I met him on the bus to see my boyfriend who lived in another city.He was on his way to see an old friend. We talked the whole bus ride. I told him were I worked. He came to visit me my next shift when we were back in town.

He knew I was not single. He saw me get off the bus and embrace said boyfriend, so it was not like my boyfriend was an abstraction, or anything.

We hung out a few times and he taught me how to use a manual camera. We listnened to live jazz at this outdoor cafe one afternoon and he took a couple of snapshots of me.

I went on a trip and when I came back, his father called to invite me to a surprise party for him at his house. His friends were young, but so sweet.

I stayed over at his folks' that night on his single bed, and we kissed, then I asked: have you ever slept with anyone?

'Yes, once.' he lied

By the time I got his pants off, he had already come. OK, so we waited until the morning, when every guy has a boner. Same story. All I had to do was touch him and - splooge!

I didn't mind at all (I was having loads of sex with my boyfriend and I also had another lover in the city. I am much more monogamous now). I just wanted to have fun with him and to show him the ropes of the whole fun, exciting sex thing.

Technically, we never had sex, I guess, but I kept trying. I was determined to make him feel better, even though it seemed that each failed attempt made it worse.

The last time I saw him, he showed me a box of photographs we had taken. He left the room and I found about 50 copies of 8X10's...of me. He wrote me many letters over time.

It was supposed to be fun. He got serious, and was seriously embarassed over the physical stuff and I wish I had not tried to seduce him on his 19th birthday. We could have just kept taking pictures and talking.











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