Before I met my husband I had a bf named Robert.
See Robert was a long distance relationship. So one day I say good night to him and say I will talk to him the next day. I than go outside to take out the trash before heading to bed. Well it was a really dark night and I ended up getting hit by a car. Lucky me it was in a parking lot so they weren't going to fast. But fast enough to hurt me real bad. I pulled my self to the curb and laid in the dirt crying in pain. My brother came out looking for me because the last time I took an hour to take out the trash I accidentally tossed out the trash can lol and he thought I did it again and couldn't get it out. He called 911 when he found me. He almost stepped on me it was so dark.
I ended up with a broken leg and was in a coma for 3 days. It took a month nearly before I could get home and get online again.
First thing I do is contact Robert and tell him what happen. He says well I think we should break up not like we will meet up and you were gone so long I asked a girl out at work. I asked how long did you wait to ask her. He wouldn't answer till I demanded he answer. He said he asked her out about 5 days after we last talked.
Now I don't hold that he did it while I was held up in a hospital fresh out of a coma. I do think the fucker could of waited MORE THAN A WEEK!
And news to his ass I met my husband online and we did meet up and I did plan to meet Robert but I am fucking glad I didn't.
O and he said I was probably lieing so he would feel bad about dumping me. -.-
Didn‘t you have a picture of you in hospital or your broken leg so that you could show him as evidence? I mean he didn‘t deserve it but theoretically you could‘ve sent him the picture, right?
It was before smart phones and the phones that did have cameras were expenses. If I wanted to have my picture taken it would of been with a disposable camera. And who really wants a 8x10 of thier 20 years old sister in a coma due to a hit and run. Especially if said sister told you before she blacked out not to call Mom and Dad unless I am dying.
I didn't want to worry them if I was going to be ok. And they still don't know they think I tripped and fell down the stairs and broke my leg.
So no I didn't have any proof seeing as the one to take the picture would of been my brother who never left my side while I was in the coma and only went home after I forced him to go get rest.
Dude stole around 150€ from my piggybank, my bike (bought it for 400€) and some of my mum's money. I went to the police but they said they couldn't do anything, because he had no money at all, was homeless and finally ended up in jail.
Worst breakup? I stole around 150€ from her piggybank, her bike (bought it for 400€) and some of her mum's money. She went to the police but they said they couldn't do anything, because I had no money at all, was homeless and finally ended up in jail. That one sucked.
My girlfriend cheated on me with her radio producer boss and got pregnant. She told me while I was giving her a ride home, so I pulled over and told her to get out and never contact me again.
Dated a dude for four days.
Four fucking days, and he doesnt even tell me that he broke up with me, but got a mutual friend. Afterwards he told all his friend that I broke up with him. Whatever, he was a limp dicked bastard anyways.
One highschool relationship ghosted me all through summer
When the next school year started told me he thought of me like a sister
@-@ oh well, we were like 14
Dated this girl for eighteen months, was with her through everything. Got her to quit smoking, looked up rehab centers for her dad. One day she just left town. Her friends told me she was dating three people at the same time as me.
we have school assigned ipads w/school emails, like you can email anyone in the district, including other students. my ex and i talked on the school emails. now, the school can watch over accounts and shit to check in on people; they watched as my ex BROKE UP WITH ME over the SCHOOL EMAIL. THE FACULTY KNEW.
See Robert was a long distance relationship. So one day I say good night to him and say I will talk to him the next day. I than go outside to take out the trash before heading to bed. Well it was a really dark night and I ended up getting hit by a car. Lucky me it was in a parking lot so they weren't going to fast. But fast enough to hurt me real bad. I pulled my self to the curb and laid in the dirt crying in pain. My brother came out looking for me because the last time I took an hour to take out the trash I accidentally tossed out the trash can lol and he thought I did it again and couldn't get it out. He called 911 when he found me. He almost stepped on me it was so dark.
I ended up with a broken leg and was in a coma for 3 days. It took a month nearly before I could get home and get online again.
Now I don't hold that he did it while I was held up in a hospital fresh out of a coma. I do think the fucker could of waited MORE THAN A WEEK!
And news to his ass I met my husband online and we did meet up and I did plan to meet Robert but I am fucking glad I didn't.
O and he said I was probably lieing so he would feel bad about dumping me. -.-
I didn't want to worry them if I was going to be ok. And they still don't know they think I tripped and fell down the stairs and broke my leg.
So no I didn't have any proof seeing as the one to take the picture would of been my brother who never left my side while I was in the coma and only went home after I forced him to go get rest.
Four fucking days, and he doesnt even tell me that he broke up with me, but got a mutual friend. Afterwards he told all his friend that I broke up with him. Whatever, he was a limp dicked bastard anyways.
When the next school year started told me he thought of me like a sister
@-@ oh well, we were like 14