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The Stories...
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Love Stinks. Sometimes we get dumped.
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you don't have to go home but you can't stay here
by size queen
I had a really rocky long-term relationship with a guy we'll call Hank. Hank cheated on me constantly and moved in and out of my apartment at whim. One day I got a letter (remember those?) from this guy who was the roommate of my college ex-boyfriend. We started writing each other, then sending tapes, then spending lots of time on the phone.
He lived in Iowa, and I asked him to move to NY to be with me. At the time Hank had run off to be with another woman and I was lonely. He got on the bus and rode three days to NY. What devotion!
When he got to NY I discovered that he was really lousy in bed. Nice guy, but crappy lay.
Hank then came back and wanted me, so I kicked the poor guy out.
He still hasn't forgiven me.
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