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rat bastard asshole 
worst road trip ever 
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friends hold hands 
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i should gotten a clue? 
 
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right this way sir 
boob 
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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? 
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yellow shoes 
give me book! i will read it! 
poo boy. 
 
you don't have to go home but you can't stay here 
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computer held hostage 
don't leave / do leave 
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Dumped through a text message.
by Nikki
I met him on vacation months ago through a friend. We really hit it off, and had this magnetic attraction to each other that we had never had with anyone before. Unfortunately, we lived in different states, so a LDR would ensue.

We spoke everyday thereafter, connecting on an even deeper level....getting to know each and every intimate detail. We "got to know each other" on the phone a couple months, already professing love for one another when we decided it was time to see each other once again.

I booked a flight to see him...and before I knew it, I was boarding that plane. It was extremely nerve wrecking, and I was so excited to see him again. I literally thought "this is it, this is the person for me...and I think we are going to spend the rest of our lives together." Apparently, he felt the same way-apparently.

Once I got there, things went...okay. There weren't fireworks, but I shrugged it off as nerves. I am a nervous kinda person. Anyway, the whole vacation wasn't much of a vacation, but seemed more like an interview. I felt I like I was being tested, not just having a good time and getting to know this new person in my life.

Nonetheless, I was still so starry eyed in love, that I kind of put that in the back of my mind.When I left, there was no sense of sadness. It was like two friends, if that, parting ways. He didn't call me when I got home. Or the next day, or the day after that. He just didn't call. After prodding and prodding him, he finally sent me a text "I didn't feel a connection. We can be friends, though."
I was devastated..............











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