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Love Stinks. Sometimes we get dumped.
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mrs flynt's heartbreak class
by social study drop out
One of my first girlfriends was this cutie in the sixth grade who had this really new wave-esque haircut and big brown eyes. Somehow we started going together, but days later she broke up with me because I was too scared to talk to her. I mean, we were dating, but that fact spooked me too much.
She told her friend to tell me that she was breaking up with me. I then had to sit next to her for the rest of the year. Oh well.
I did run into her once in college at a street festival. She had lost the new wave haircut for the traditional big hair with bangs.
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