Stories of the love gone bad lovestinks
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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 
Love Stinks. Sometimes we get dumped.
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Orangina
by He Who Laughed Last, But Alone
I was dating this girl for about 3 weeks. Our relationship was purely physical, but I liked her. One day I got a visit from my very good friend (whom I recently introduced her to). He told me he had just slept with my girl. At first I got real mad, and said something like "Whats the big idea asshole?" But then he convinced me that he did me a favor, because my girl had initiated the encounter, and he wanted to see what her intentions were. Now that he knew she did not care about me, and was unfaithful, he was telling me about it. He said "Wouldn't you rather hear this from me, over some stranger?" So I thought about it, and since he put it that way, I thought he was right. So we shook hands, then we ate pizza and played Playstation. So later that night, she came over. After having intentionally less that fantastic sex, she said there was something she needed to tell me. She said she could not be with me anymore, because it was "very clear we were not soul mates." She waited breathlessly for my reaction. So I waited a minute and said "OK fine." She now became uncomfortable since I had nothing to say. So she asked why I had nothing to say. I said I was fine with it, because I did not think she was that pretty anyway. (Which was hard to do, because it was totally not true.) She began to cry and called me an insensitive asshole, before storming out. Before she shut the door, I called her name, and she turned around with a faint glimmer of light in her eye, which quickly vanished, after I asked her to get me an Orangina from the fridge before she left. The door slammed shut.










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