Lovers & Liars...they’re a required part of life...and the title of my new album.  Every song I’ve written on this album was inspired by a relationship I’ve been in—either romantic, family or friendship—so when you listen to my songs, you get to hear my stories. But I think it's time to turn the tables and I want to hear YOUR stories!

Listen to the first single from the new album, “You Let Me” and tell me the relationship it reminds you of in your life. Get as creative and as dramatic as you wanna be! Download the song for free and then use it in a video to tell your story.  Tell me all about the douchebag who let you buy into the fairytale and then led you to the door! Or maybe you’re the one who did the heartbreaking? If you’re big enough to admit it, we’ll forgive you (...maybe) and use it! We’ll feature some of our favorites on my website, then let everyone vote on the best story–and the winner will be rewarded with a gift of Rachel goodies to compensate you for your suffering. So go. Get to work!  I cannot wait to hear what you have to share! For all you Lovers out there, stay tuned—you’ll have your chance to share your awesome stories soon! (back to top)

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THE WINNER!

"Dump Me Through The Phone"
(Look for the music video SOON!)
this song goes out to my jerk of the year.
thank you for wasting so much of my life with your drama and games. i especially appreciate the fact that you weren't man enough to break up with me in person. if that wasn't enough, you led me on for the next year, only to suddenly decide that you never wanted anything to do with me ever again. you make me want to vomit. love, me.

dump me through the phone
[to the tune of 'kiss me through the phone' by soulja boy]
baby you know that i miss you, i wanted to get with you that night and i did but boy you know that is the issue
boy i knew i'd miss you, i never did kiss you, and i never will because you dumped me through the phone, won't see you later on. you dumped me through the phone, when you dropped me off at home.
baby i thought that you liked me, i was your future wifey, broken heart tell 'em yeah i coulda been your shorty, you'd have been my boo, it woulda been just right
don't text me, don't call me, don't need you in my life
yeah all day and every day i grieve ya, but every time i see ya i think you's a creeper
don't miss ya, don't miss ya, i never wanna kiss ya and i can't
seven-oh-eight... shoot, i deleted it.
baby you knew that i missed you, i wanted to be with you even though you ditched me once again, that is the issue
boy i knew i'd miss you, i never did kiss you, and i never will because you dumped me through the phone, won't see you later on. it was confirmed fo sho, when i checked facebook at home.
baby i've been thinkin lately so much about you everything about you don't like you, don't love you. dissin you in public, thinkin nothin of it, shoulda seen this comin, talkin on the phone-
tired of your smooth talk, no more of those dang lies, just get outta my life. i thought that i lost ya, i lost ya, but really you lost me, so there you go.
seven-oh-eight... yeah your number it's long gone.
baby i don't even miss you, i wanted to get with you- my mistake and boy i know
that is the issue
boy i just don't miss you, glad i never kissed you, and i never will because you dumped me through the phone, won't see you later on. hope you get dumped through the phone, and you end up all alone.
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Now, tell us your story...

Broken because I never knew why.
Hi Rachel ,We all look for a happy ending and I was with deanne fourteen years and we a Cindarella life where we were happy and the whole world bragged about how we loved each other .One day she brought me lunch to my jobsite ,ate lunch with me ,hugged me,kissed me and said she would see me when I got home .She left and I've never seen or heard her voive again.2 songs about her on My-Space  at zipbarron@yahoo.com
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Rain
Hi. I was in a relationship at one time then everything went wrong between me and this girl. So, i wrote a song called "Rain" and mainly its this poetic song that talks about how me and her were at one time and how we are now. We still are close but i will never forget what we had.
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Darwin's Flaw
So, there I was, setting with a few friends in local, corner stage bar which served food... We were small talking the game coming up, snacking the house chips and sauce, washing it down with tall glasses of tap beer... Out of the corner of my eye I kept notices glances from a woman setting down near the end of the bar, alone... She was one of those, sexy but not all that attractive, glamor types who needed the extra makeup, over-fluffed hair, and six lbs of jewelry to catch glances herself... My instinct was she made a living snagging the out-of-towners and business trippers... But, she kept looking at me and I noticed it... After a while, I got to go the restroom which was around the corner from where she sat at the bar and walked past her on the way... As I walked nearer her eyes never left me... Something told me she was having an off night and maybe I was being targeted... I nodded at her and went on to the restroom... When I returned she was setting at the center bar table with my friends, all laughing it up... The only chair left was next to her and I climbed in... She immediately introduced herself to me while reaching for and lightly squeezing my thigh under the table... Long story short, it took me at least 7 beers to see her as a raving beauty my hormones couldn't resist, but I did it... She'd somehow got my hotel room number (and key) during the banterings and when I left the bar she was waiting there inside... Long story shortened, we did the deed many times that night and when I woke up, I was pleasantly glad she was gone and my wallet and money were still there... On the table was a hand written note that essentially read: "Thank you for a great night, you will be Chapter 31 in my latest book, "Chronicles Of A Bored Housewife"... Don't worry; I change the names to protect the guilty..." And, here I thought I was getting lucky... Lucky is not having to make a mad dash to the doctor's office for a blood and urine test to learn if I was still healthy... Ah, the naivity of youth, eh...???
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psychotic jealous "ex"
I was in the early stages of a relationship with a young lady, whose name I will not mention, and all was going well at first. About two weeks in, I began noticing that every little thing i said or did would either make her mad or "break her heart". Then the psychotic "ex" came into the picture. he began threatening me because I was taking his girl, and as time went by he became even more threatening. It got to the point he was threatening my family. She would call me and tell me he was stalking her, and hunting her down as she tried to make her get away, and I blieved her at first. Over time little things just started to make me believe that both her, and this so called ex were playing me and getting a cheap laugh at my expense. I believe this even more so today, because after all of the drama headaches and heartaches this woman gave me, her and this so called ex ended up getting married, and apparently they are seemingly happy. For the record, she claims that it was not her "ex" causing all the drama, but rather his brother. I am not certain I believe that. Looking back, I should have never made that initial phone call.
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An important piece of information
I had just moved into a new apartment when one day I found my tire to be flat.  I called my sister and her husband was going to come fix it for me. As I waited for him to arrive, I sat outside on my front steps enjoying the weather.  A guy pulls up and asks me if I knew my tire was flat, then asked if he could help.  I said no because I didn't know him and I already had someone coming.  He had friends that lived a few doors down from me, so I would see him frequently and casually wave.  Three months went by before I spoke to him again.  We talked for a few minutes one day and he seemed nice enough, so I told him he should stop by sometime for coffee.  He did just that the very next day, and the next, and the next.  We talked for HOURS, we really seemed to have so much in common.  He eventually asked if I had a b/f, and I asked him the same.  He told me he'd broke up w/ someone 2 months prior.  We started spending almost everyday together, then eventually he started to stay at my apartment several nights a week.  One day he told me that he still had a g/f.  I was mad!  But he insisted he was breaking up w/ her and that he wanted to be w/ me.  I told him we should stop seeing each other until he could figure out what he wanted to do.  He told me they had just moved in w/ each other, along w/ another roommate.  He said he told her about me, and that she was looking for a place to move to.  Of course I was a little apprehensive about believing him.  But he continued to stop over every chance he got.  He would fall asleep at my place while watching movies and stay all night.  I thought, surely if he was dating this other girl still, she'd be a little concerned about where her b/f was.  But after a few more weeks, she had still not moved out.  He maintained that she was mad at him for cheating on her and that she was moving in w/ a friend very soon.  Well, after hearing this story a few more times, I began to suspect that maybe he never even told her about me.  Of course I still wondered where she thought he was when he was w/ me.  I had eventually became friends w/ the roommate and one day while he had stopped over to say hello, he used my phone to call the other girl. She didn't answer so he left a msg.  He said, Hey Jenny, this is Jason...  Well, I was a little surprised, considering the guy I had been seeing told me her name was Sarah.  Who is this Jenny girl??? 

After a little investigation using myspace and facebook, I found Jenny.  To my complete shock, I also found out that they were MARRIED!!!!!!  The whole time he had been lieing, but not only that, his roommate covered for him, and so had his friends that lived a few doors down!!!!  Everyone knew he and I had been seeing each other, but no one told me about his wife, and they also covered for him on the nights he didn't come home, which was A LOT!  I was soooo angry.  I didn't know what to do.  He came over one evening and I casually asked "Are you married?"  His reply- "Why are you asking me that"  I went off.  He told me that he had fell in love w/ me, that they'd just got married right before he met me, and that he never anticipated feeling so strongly for me when he met me.  He told me he was going to get his marriage annulled, b/c he wanted to be w/ me.  I was over hearing his lies and so were my friends.  My best friend decided to call his wife one day at work, since she had this bit of info on her myspace.  She told her her husband had been cheating on her, and gave her some details and told her where she could find pictures of him and I together .  She contacted me and I apologized for not being smart enough to see through his lies.  I assume he told her a really good lie since he seems to be good at that b/c they are still together. Of course she believed his lies when he had to come up w/ a reason of why he didn't come home.  I guess if she would accept a crappy excuse of why her husband was gone 3 or 4 nights a week, she'd probably accept a good lie about his affair. The funny thing, he still contacted me after she found out b/c "he missed me" and "wanted to remain friends". Unbelievable.
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the things you dont know
So I dated a girl i went to highschool with, I was absolutely head over heels in love with her and come to find out...not only was she cheating on me with her ex boyfriend and some other guy (whilst i was the sole financial provider)...she was also a craigslist prostitute. talk about fouly awkward.
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Lover
Lover who not falling in love get moth-eaten. When young we say: Hold one's tonguee, Apple on one's eye. When adult there's a Path: Lover as World is a liar, because World is a big & perverse fiction. Only to see that love is near to s*** it's to piss and don't to pour out drop.

We, Lovers, are fools of spittle.
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jerkhead ex
when i was a senior in high school i went out with this guy his name was cody. well what i didn't know was he liked my sister but my sister didn't like him so he went out with me to make her jealous but when that didn't work he broke up with me.
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No Trip To Japan
Well, it's not a love story, but it is a heartbreak. A few years ago, i found myself working for a local music group with a female lead singer. I wound up doing every job possible at gigs, shy of performing with the group. I did this for no money(my choice) and even flew myself across the country on my dime to work a series of dates. I was asked to list out what my dream jobs would be in the biz. Based upon that, we decided that I'd be a great fit as a tour manager, after some instruction. So we got to a point where we had an important gig that hadn't been locked down date wise and weren't booking gigs. After an acoustic gig the singer and i were talking about what we were going to do, including the possibility of doing a self-funded japanese tour and was told there was NO WAY they could do any major tour with out my assistance. Two weeks later, after having sporadic contact with her I was fired. I was told, by her,  that i was trying to get her into bed and that i thought she was "easy". It absolutely broke my heart to have her think of me in such a way. As a result, I haven't trusted women with what is the true me, nor have i been able to give my heart away. This heartbreak happened about 3 years ago. It has affected me that much. So I never did get to go to Japan.
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I'm his sister, you can tell me!
Okay the phone is ringing ringing ringing all night long! I'm at my boyfriends house, so finally I answer HIS phone
"hello",
"Hi is Lee there?" the girl says,
"no, he's working, but should actually be off really soon. can I tell him who called?"
"Um, I just have to talk with him, it's kind important, who are you?" the little girl asked,
"I'm his sister, you could tell me about it, i'm cool!"
"I'm pregnant, i'm 17 and idon't know what to do!" she cries!
Naturally, I invite her over!!!!!
It's midnight, she's sitting across from me in my boyfriends apartment telling me she's pregnant with his baby!
I'm still pretending to be the sister of LEE (the boyfriend). I eventually tell her I'm the girlfriend! I hear the keys in the door, it's the boyfriend! I tell the little cheerleader to hide in the bedroom, she does.
Lee walks in looks at me and asks..."what's up?"
as he is walking into the bedroom....he yells  "what the hell is going on!"
I'm laughing, the little is terrified, and Lee walks out the front door! I tell him he needs to help his little cheerleader.
The little girl tells him to f*** off! She doesn't need his help, and I grabbed my things from his apartment and broke-up with him too!
Me and the little girl hug each other, turn back and wave BYE BYE to Lee !  Fabulous!
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Foolish Man
My freshman year of college I had my first real serious gf. The only problem is a soap opera would have more stability than our relationship. After the first 3 months of us doing good her mother had "visions" of my becoming an abusive husband because I suffer from being bi-polar and even went so far as to claim me as the son of the devil. Long story short she broke up with me so many times that we out number Geroge Straits number one hits. She did it 3 times through email yet I still took her back. We had an on/off again relationship for 4 years. The foolish part is one time I was dating a woman and cheated on said woman by kissing my ex who would constantly break up with me, nothing more. I broke up with the woman I cheated on the next day telling her she did not ever need a man that would do that to her. I still to this day remember the tears in her eyes. Luckily for me she never stopped loving me. I called the woman I cheated on one day because my mother told me that if I did not stop talking about how I messed up the realtionship and how I craved just to be near her my mom would do so. So I called the woman one day to just have a conversation thinking the whole time how much just the sound of her voice made me smile. I sheepishly told her I loved her at the end of the call and hung up.I called her a few days later and she acted like she never heard me but I got the guts up to ask if she ever heard me and I heard the words from her I never thought I would hear...."I Love You Too." My life had became complete again. A few months later we were engaged and now we have been married now for over 2 years. She is the best thing a man could ever hope for in life. I know it may sound corny but she does not make me want to be a better man she makes me a better man just by being who she is. Sometimes a fool makes good and thank god this fool made good.
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stupidest ex boyfriend
a month ago i had a relationship with my friend's brother. she (my friend) and our other friends hooked us up. but before that we had our own bf/gf. but because of him i broke up with my latest boyfriend. and so was he to his latest gf. we barely see each other coz of work and school. plus my parents didnt know abt it so we have to hide it. we were so inlove. we go to the movies together, we always talk on the phone, text each other,  he gave me flowers, and stuffs. i thought the relationship was perfect. but 5 days after our first month together i received a text that says. "babe ur too good for me, i think u deserve sum1 better". so we broke up. but a day after that i heard that he and his ex gf that he broke up with because of me were back together (again). SO DUMB!
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4 years on and off
i met this boy in school he was so sweet we hung out and dated. he tld me he loved me . he was the first person i told him i love him. after a wile i relized that something was changing he was changing and wasnt so sweet i asked him wat was wrong and he wouldnt tell me then a couple days later i called his phone and someone elts answered it was a girl i asked her who she was and she answered this is d****** girl friend i said excuse me give him the phone she gave it to him and i said to him so how long have u been cheating on me he said on and off for 4 years thats y we kept breaking up so much because after a wile it made him upset and sad. i told him he could go screw himself because i wasted 4 years on him for no f****** reason.
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BROKEN TIME

It has been four long years
that I wanted to make it with you,
so things change, time flies by and
right now all I want is to make it with you

Verse
Broken pieces of my heart, like a jigsaw puzzle
that, only you can put back together
In a world gone mad
where I can think of no other

I don't know if you understand me at all,
I don't know if you really can
Your life has changed from what I understand
I am just trying to reach you with my hand
Repeat Verse
I am afraid to ask anything of you
I really don't know why it is so hard
Maybe, I have no right to play this card
just forget I mentioned it, it is only my heart
Repeat verse
I have fallen for so many in these last few years
and all that time i was looking for you,
I don't know what to do
Now, I don't know how to tell you
Repeat Verse
Why do I have to feel this way
I don't want anything I guess
It would just create a mess
just count me as one lover less
Repeat Verse
I never should have said anything,
after all the time this feeling has been inside
I will just have to take my feelings and ride
I will just have to take my feelings and HIDE!!!
WRITTEN BY: JOHN RICHARD HENDLEY III
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Bachelor Party Or What?
When I was in High school I had been dating the same guy for many months.  He lived in a town about 1 hour away, and rode a motorcycle.  We spent endless hours together, and I really loved him.  So, I decided that I would give up my virginity to him after several months of heavy necking.  The big night came, and it was really not all that it is cracked up to be.  LOL!  But, he had to leave early in the morning the next day, and I found out from his friends that he was headed to HIS wedding.  Seems he had another girlfriend that was pregnant.  My girlfriends and I discussed crashing the wedding, but we never did.  I was heartbroken, but managed to go on a date with one of his friends the following night.  He treated me like a lady, we had lots of fun, he showed me where his family lived, and I wonder where he ever ended up.  So, thanks, Pat, and no thanks, Bruce.  LOL!  I never heard, or talked to Bruce, again.  Although, one time I thought I saw him in a local store.  He looked at me, and I walked away quickly.  End of story!  I have forgiven, but not forgotten.  HA :-)
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and still I can't forget her
The song produced with Kim Copeland tells the story.

http://www.americansongspace.com/hardtosmile
or
http://www.myspace.com/hardtosmile
Titled :  I miss you Ashley Dawn
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Mr. Not-so-Charming
I started dating this guy at the end of my junior year of high school. Everything was perfect. All my friends were jealous, he loved me like crazy  ( or so he said) and every thing was perfect. He wrote me peoms, beautiful letters, drew me pictures, and pretty much did everything a girl could ask for. This boy was the ultimate romantic, my senior year when I went on my senior trip, he was a little emotional. His mom told me that he moped around everyday, he wrote me a letter every day while i was gone, and he met me at 2 in the morning when we got back (from florida) with a dozen roses, the letters, and a card. Everything was good for the next year and he went on his senior trip.Nothing seemed different, he called me everyday sometimes twice a day, and made sure i knew what was going on. A few weeks after we got back, it was our 2 year anniversary, he said he really didn't have any money so he didn't get me anything, not even a card (very unusual for him). He also didn't even want to hang out with me the entire day, he really wanted to play basketball with his best friend. A few days later he informed me that on senior trip he got really close with a girl on senior trip. He said he may have liked her more than he should but it didn't mean anything. He gave me the impression that he would make it work. The next night I was driving home from work, and a song came on the radio that I loved but all of a sudden I got a really bad feeling and I started crying, the whole way home. I got home and I just knew something was up, even though he had never given me the impression anything wasn't going to work out. He came and he broke up with me for this girl. He started dating her the very next day. his senior prom was a week later, (i already bought a dress) and he went with her. I also found out in the next few weeks after that, he had cheated on me the day he broke up with me before we officially broke up, and he was inappropriately close to the girl on senior trip. Btw, she had a boyfriend too. ------ Karma: They
got married in a podunk church in the middle of nowhere and now they live in her dad's backyard.
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They're not all bad
Today is going to be an incredible day. I am saying goodbye to a man I left years ago, in the middle of the night to head to Nashville. (I really have no idea how to start this) I loved him so much and he loved me just the same. Even today HIS friends will defend our relationship telling people you had never seen two people more in love and meant for each other.

Our first date was a double date. I excused myself to got to bathroom he met me on the way out and started slow dancing with me in the hall he even sang. Our next date we drove seperately and I pulled out of the driveway and he stops me in the middle of the road to hand me a cd. He said number seven was our song. I was a little weirded and called my mom to tell her he was crazy only to here the song come on and it was Lets Get It On.....

A week later I was leaving his house and he kissed me goodnight and he said I love you and shut my car door. We both just sat there kind of stunned at what just happened. I rolled down my window to ask him what he just said. His face was so red he said it just fell out of his mouth.

We once woke up having had the same dream ( I am not kidding one bit) we were both mad about it. (I ran off with someone else). Then we freaked out.

Not all the times were great. We had crazy fights he wants drove to Austin or at least tried in the middle of the night because he was so hurt. Luckily I got him to come back. I once hit a window in his house (they were 100 years old) and cracked it. He finished it off by breaking the entire thing. Plus he was a no show at my best friends wedding. SO I know there were bad moments.

One moment that stands out is the day of his birthday. We were walking in the store and he grabbed my hand, he told me that this would be a day we would tell our grandchildren about.

I left him bc his family did not approve of our relationship. It was tearing him apart. I know many people say he is a grown man he should have told his parents to shove it. But I believe a good man loves his family and respects them. I had to let him go and I knew he wouldn't do it so I had to. I left him in the middle of the night he did not know I wasn't coming back.

Now today I am meeting him for lunch and I have to look him in the face and say goodbye. I have to tell him that I am glad he has a good woman in his life. (his mother still doesn't like) and I have to lie and say that I am past this and I am glad we are friends.
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Forceful hitting
Well.It all happened when I was about 10. I had this boyfriend.. more of a loser.. Josh. I never liked him nor came close to loving him. He always made fun of me for being a premature baby. I was 3 months early and weighed a pound and an ounce with Sleep Apnea and asthma. Come on.. who makes fun of that? He was abusive, and hurtful with words. ou could say I was to scared to say anything.. but now I am 13.. I have met the love of my life,but I'll wait until the love part comes in. But anyways, Josh never let me do anything. He hit me and everything. Mean? yes. Stupid? Of course. Stupid of me ever being with him? Heck yes. Girls are ment to be loved.. not hit. Peace. <3 love you Rachel, your awesome.
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Computer Love
So I started dating this guy  who  I thought was just perfect.  We had tons  of fun, he even went with me when I got my Golden Retriever.  One glorious SUnday afternoon after a romp in the sheets  his phone started blowing up like he was att&t.   Curious me asked what in the world.  I mean someone should be in jail or freakin dying for that many  calls.  He looks at me  and tells me he has a "little" situation.  I have never heard off a little situation hello Apollo 13 was considered a little situation.  He told me he had been talking to this girl on the ever popular dating turned stalking website myspace. Apparently she was in love with him and the best part is that he had never met her.  Ok  no big deal I was ok with a stalker 5 states  away.  We all have things in our closets to deal with.  Well like the Apollo 13 there was a little more damage than at first thought.  Houston we have a problem.  So she posted a comment on his page I was his girlfriend so I decided to step in.  I get a call 5 mins later from this man telling me she is requesting a 3 way call.  Confused?, well so was I.  After him coaxing me into this she gets on the phone and starts yelling at him to admit he had no feelings for me and he was just usng me and to tell me that he loved her...and you know what...he did!!!

She called me two weeks later(after we broke up of course) to let me know that she had sold her house and moved in with him.  I  was wildly  interested in this bc he said he had never  met  her.  I kept an eye on the situation  a.k.a cyber stalked the crazy people.  Hey I am not crazy anyone  else would too.  And popped a ton of popcorn  every log on I might add.  Then a funny thing happened she seemed to dissapear off his page.  Sadness.......  Being the  enthusiast I was I called her..Oh god give me a  break I had no life.  She told me he dumped her and she was now preggo. 

This  woman gave me such  an incredible elaborate story.  I was in complete awwww.  Easter Sunday came up and he called me.    Just to say hi.  I congratulated him in producing a mini dousche bag and   he hadn't a clue what I was talking about.  So being the little devil that I am I suggested he call her on three way but I was going to keep quite until the end.  She of course made this entire elaborate story.  When I chimed in the phone went dead silent.  She was in shock. I had found out the truth.  He still had never met her.  They cyber dated for almost a year told eachother I love you and all that jazz but never met.  Still to this day he has no idea if she was who she really said she  was.  Matter of fact she was to doing the same to 2 other guys.

As a side note since he loved his precious myspace page so much I typed the enitre story up and sent it to every one of his 230 friends.
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The Love Dr.
So I met this guy online he was a Dr., every mother's dream husband for her daughter.  Things were so great we had tons of fun  and I never did mind when he had to leave in the middle of the night to go to the hospital.  We dated for five months before I started to realize something wasn't quite right.  Living in a college town tailgates were a huge deal and we would always go to every game just not together.   Not by my choice.  Every single game  it was just the guys.  I was not happy cause by five  months I should have met at least one friend, right?   The straw that broke the camels back was not showing up for my bday.   I mean what the crap.   I stopped talking to him only to find out two months later that he got one of his nurses pregnant and she was six months!!!!!  You do the math.
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teachers, i hate them
i was walking home after skool with my girlfriend that i had at the time, we were both in year 12 and i never love a girl as much as her. when we got to my house we were watching tv for a bit and i then got a call from a mate. he wanted some help to fix his new motorbike that he crashed and he needed some help, so i told my girlfriend that i would be a while and i went to my mates, my parents were both working late so the house was empty. i was at my mates for an hour when i decided to go home as it was starting to get dark. when i got home there was a silver convertable out the front and i couldnt place where i had seen it before, so i walked inside and into my room and walla, my girlfriend was doing it d**** style with the maths teacher. i hate teachers
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Tattoos & Jerks Are Forever
His name was Mark (actually, his name still is Mark, but for the purposes of this endeavor, I will refer to him in the past tense – he’s in the past and I usually need to pretend that he doesn’t exist at all when talking about him).

Mark and I met when I was 14. A freshman.  I was afraid of him. At first. He was 2 years older than me. He was a big guy and he already had tattoos (it seems I will forever be attracted to men with tattoos – as long as they’re not, like, tribal arm band tattoos –ew). And he smoked (gross), listened to punk rock and was kinda a loner – yet, popular. Seems like an oxymoron, right? Can someone be a popular loner? It seems they can, cause Mark was both. . . He kept to himself, but everyone liked him and he was invited everywhere – I constantly saw him out and about. He was usually alone...

I don’t remember when we were introduced. I’m not sure we were ever actually introduced. . .”Mark, this is Jaime. Jaime, this is Mark.” Pretty sure that never happened. I knew who he was and, somehow, he knew who I was. . . For reasons that were unclear to me at the time, he kept track of me. Knew who my friends were. Who I was dating. Looked out for me. . . Though I don’t really remember us talking much during my freshman year.

We kicked it up a notch during my sophomore year. We spoke on occasion. It was all very 3rd grade. We made fun of each other, gave each other a hard time. He ragged on me because I was going to Homecoming with the quarterback. I told him if smoking didn’t kill him, I would. . . You get the idea. This was the extent of our relationship for awhile. Then he graduated. He stayed in town and we stayed in touch. He got a place with some friends and, during my junior year, I frequently found myself hanging at his place. I had a boyfriend, so it was never like that, but we were around each other a lot. Then he moved out of state. We checked in from time to time. I still had the same boyfriend...

Here is where it gets complicated. . . He moved back home in time for me to leave for college in NYC. We talked every day and I broke up with that same old boyfriend (turned out he barely waited for me to cross the state line before making a move on one of his ex’s. Classy. Guess this is a double douche bag story). Mark was there for me during that incident (he never did like that guy) and he continued to be there. Through Sept. 11th, through the deaths of family members, through having to briefly move back to CA and then back to NYC, through other douche bag boys and all of the other trials and tribulations of transitioning from teenager to adult. . . And I was there for him. Through the ditzy/crazy chicks he dated, deaths of friends and family members, career choices (I had FINALLY convinced him that he NEEDED to be a tattoo artist – he was so talented – he actually went on to become a very successful tattoo artist) and all of his various trials and tribulations.
I returned home for Christmas during my junior year of college. . . Spent the day and evening with my family and then headed to Mark’s late Christmas night. That’s when we took it to the next level and he confessed to “being in love with me since high school”. . . I think I knew this on some level and surprised myself when I realized I felt the same way. We talked it out and, by morning, we were a couple. A couple in a long distance relationship. It was hard, but worth it. At first. He visited. I visited. It was actually working out pretty well. . . Until it wasn’t.

Eventually, things got, well, weird. His behavior became erratic. . . Totally unpredictable. He’d get upset over things that were not upsetting. And he wouldn’t talk about it.
After months of this type of behavior, leading into my senior year of college, I finally learned what was going on - Mark was on drugs. Like, hardcore drugs. Multiple hardcore drugs. The how and why of this has never been clear to me. . . So, I did my best to be there as I always had. Tried to talk him into rehab. He wouldn’t go. Counseling. He wouldn’t go. His mother and I both tried to talk sense into him. He wouldn’t listen. Finally, I threw down the gauntlet – me or the drugs. He chose the drugs. For reals. He chose drugs over the person he supposedly been in love with for nearly 10 years. I was devastated.

Several months passed. I returned to California for my college graduation party –(summa cum laude, baby!). Mark was, quite expectedly, a no show. . . I tried to seek him out. I thought  that talking in person would help. It didn’t. It made it worse. He was broken and I couldn’t put him back together. We didn’t speak for over a year...

Cut to early last year. Mark called. He was back in school, working part time and, most importantly, he was clean. I told him he’d have to stay that way and then maybe we could work on being friends. We did. And then, we were. Friends again, that is. We got into a pattern of checking in every couple of weeks and then every week. It was good to have him back. I had missed him.

Cut to just a couple of months ago. . .I began to recognize a familiar pattern. Erratic behavior. Easily upset. The phone calls came less and less until there were none at all. It’s now October of 2009 and we have not spoken in well over a month. Maybe even two. It’s hard to keep track. I know he’s still alive, but that’s all I know at this point. There may very well be a needle in his arm right now – and not the tattooing kind – and it makes me incredibly sad.

Even if my friend finds his way back to me a year from now, two years from now. . .whatever. I’m not sure I’d want him back. It’s been 12 years since we first sorta, kinda met and I’m tired. Of this. Of him. Of all of it. . . 12 years and all I got was this stupid tattoo . . I should make a t-shirt.
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V-day Love  or so I thought.
About 3 years ago I have my first serious relationship...and actual boyfriend. However it was a long distance relationship and he lived two hours away. It was such an exciting time. I had always hated Valentine's day mostly cause I dislike the color pink. But this time I was actually looking forward to it, even tho I knew that my bf wouldn't be able to be there with me since he was in a band and they had a gig that night. I talked to him before the show and he said he would call me when it was over.... i waited and waited and waited and no phone call. I called him the next day and he didnt answer. kept trying but no answer so I got on myspace and saw that he had logged in so he was alive... he texted me thanking me for the gift I sent him...but still no phone call. A few days later I noticed that his relationship status on myspace changed to single. I also noticed a new girl posting all over his wall. A few days later he changed his relationship status yet again to in a relationship and then the "I love you's" from the other girl started to be posted in his comments....He never freaking broke up with me... 3 years later I still haven't officially been broken up with and he is married to the girl that he cheated with on V-day. All he had to do was pick up the phone and say " you know this isn't really working" that would have hurt a lot less than being in the dark and not knowing what was going on....silly boy.
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Brittany The Cheater
There was this girl I dated in the tenth grade and her name was Brittany.I loved her more than anything and I had known her since kindergarden.I thought I knew everything about her and I never imagined that she would hurt me.Then she cheated on me and got pregnant by another guy and she never even told me.When I confronted her about it she would never tell me anything.
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That Perfect Boyfrend !!!!!!!!!
I MET THIS REALLY CUTE GUY NAMED ERIK.I HAD MEET HIM THROUGH A FRIEND NAMED SAMANTHA.I MEET HIM ON A HOT JULY DAY . WE WERE HAVING A BBQ AT MY HOUSE. SO HE CAME OVER. WE WERE TALKING AND GETTING TO KNOW EACHOTHER. WE STARTED TO GO OUT THAT VERY NIGHT. WE WERE TOGETHER 11 MONTHS. HE WOULD RIDE HIS BIKE EVERYDAY OVER TO MY HOUSE.HE WOULD BRING ME FLOWERS AND CANDY AND ALL THAT GOOD STUFF. THE ONLY THING IS THAT HE WOULD NEVER LET ME SEE MY BEST FRIEND SAMANTHAAND , AMANDA AND EVERYBODY ELSE THAT ONCE USE TO BE MY FRIEND.HE BROKE UP WITH ME BECAUSE I WAS KICKING IT WITH MY FRIENDS..OH MY GOD IF THATS NOT BAD ENOUGH HE HATED MY FATHER..ONE DAY WE STARTED TALKING AGAIN. WE GOT BACK TOGETHER.ONE NIGHT I CALLED HIS HOUSE AND I HEARD HIS EX-GIRLFRIEND IN THE BACKROUND.I ASKED WHO THAT WAS.HE HAD SAID IT WAS HIS MOTHER.THAT DAY I CAME OVER IN THE DAY TO SPEND THE NIGHT WITH HIM.WE WERE GOING TO SLEEPAND HE SAID THESE EXACT WOULD " I HAD TOO MUCH FUN LAST NIGHT IM SO FREACKEN TIRED I COULD SLEEP ALL NIGHT AND TOMMORROW.I SAID WHAT DID YOU SAY. HE SAID OH NOTHING BABY I LOVE YOU GOOD NIGHT.I WAS SO PISSED OFF. I DIDNT EVEN ASK HIM ABOUT IT RIGHT. THREE MONTHS LATER I CAUOGHT HIM DOING CRAK COCAIN WITH HIS BEST FRIEN SIBB. WHAT THE HELL I BROKE UP WITH HIM THAT DAY.HE CAME TO MY HOUSE 3 TIMES LATER. HE STILL CALLS ME WHAT THE HELL..IT TURNS OUT THE CUTE GUY WITH FACE IS A TWO TIMER AND A CRAK HEAD . IT LIKE NEVER TRUST YOUR ENIMIES THE ALWAYS STABB YOU IN THE BACK.I THOUGHT I HAD A PERFECT BOYFRIEND.IT TURNS OUT THAT HES NOT THE PERFECT BOYFRIEND.
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Preditors
Myspace can be a source for the lowest form of preditors. They are elusive and befriend you kindly initially. Then, at some point they feel that they are entitled to cross the line and speak to women in the worst of perverse manners. I think it is unacceptable. Yes, the world has all kinds of people. Yet when there is a preceived established relationship that is of a friendly nature. I find it utterly unacceptable for sexual preditors to use your person as there sexual play thing and tell you exactly what beyond Godly things that they are going to do to you one day. Most unnerving. Be safe online women! Delete and post bulletin if you can to protect your female friends.
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6 month marriage
When I was 18 I made the mistake of getting married,shortly after the I do's I found out I was pregnant.My husband sarted acting really weird calling out of work all the time and staying out all night long.One morning I woke up around 3am and realised he still wasn't home,I called him but his phone was off.Almost imedietly after I hung up the phone it rang it was someone with the police they asked me to go to my door that the officer needed to speak to me.My husband had been arrested.He was in jail for about a week when he came home he got worse about being gone aand lying.I was about six months pregnant when he told me over the phone that he wanted a divorce!I hired a lawyer and spent about $2000.00 he wouldn't sign the papers he took off with the woman that I found out he had been having an affair with the entire time we were married.I let him know when I was going to be induced so that he could be there,he came but while I was in labor starting trying to convince me to let him claim our daughter on his taxes.Later when it was time for my epidural he made comments on the size of the needle and the went to sleep.I had our daughter the next morning he left almost right after and came back the next day with his girlfriend.In all he saw my daughter three to four times before diappering for a year and a half.This was in 2006 last year he asked me to file taxes together so that we would be able to get divorced finelly I agreed he blew the money we are still married to this day.
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Surprise!
Two weeks after I started dating a guy, he told me that his ex-girlfriend had come to his house and claimed she was pregnant with his baby. He said he made her take 2 pregnancy tests at his house and she said one was positive and one was negative but that she had gotten a positive result at home. He said he didn't actually see the tests but he didn't believe her, he thought she was just crazy and was trying to break us up. I told him I did not want to be in the middle of that kind of drama so maybe we shouldn't date. Of course, he reassured me that she was a crazy lier and she was not pregnant. I never heard anything else about her as time went on so I didn't worry about it anymore. About 9 months later, we had a peaceful breakup and he took a new job with his dad an hour away. He started living down there and put his house up for sale so he asked me to keep checking on his house (which included picking up sticks out of the yard and cleaning up after his water heater leaked and flooded the entryway). In the meantime, I started dating my now husband. He was over one day while I was on Facebook and I suddenly yelled "WHAT?!" I was Facebook-friends with my ex and saw that he was tagged by his ex-girlfriend in some new pictures... of their baby! He and his family (who I had met a few times) had been there at the hospital a few months earlier when the baby was born, and then there were some shots of my ex feeding the baby at home with the pictures labeled "Daddy" and everything. Seemed like a happy little family. Funny how I had still been talking to him and had seen him very recently when he came over to my mom's house to watch Grey's Anatomy with us like "the good old days", and he never mentioned anything of his renewed relationship with his ex or his new relationship with their son. I expressed my shock and disgust in a posting on his Facebook wall, which was soon added to by my sister who I had immediately called. The comments were quickly removed by the girlfriend and a short conversation
took place between her and I through Facebook messages in which we learned that we were both very confused. She called me the next day and we had a 45 minute conversation that straightened everything out. There were no hard feelings between the two of us once we realized that everything we thought we knew about each other were no more than a pile of lies. She even thought some of the baby gifts that were brought to the hospital were from me and she wouldn't use them because she was angry that I would date the father of her baby during her pregnancy when I supposedly knew about it! We arranged to meet at the guy's house so I could return the key to her and never have to see him again. My new boyfriend went with me and we even met the baby. As far as I know, the family is still together. I did receive an apology letter from him, which I didn't grace with a response. After the initial shock died down, I no longer felt pity for myself, but only for the real girlfriend who was in a real mess now because she had a physical connection to this loser and couldn't just drop him like a rock the way I did.
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I fell in love with a monster
Okay nobody knows about this... so here I go
Well the song reminds me of my first love... The one that nobody ever forget, Yeah I will never forget mine...
We were friends since grade 1 and in grade 3 he and his friends started to hang out with the grade 12 guys. The thing is he started to experiment on the things they told him. Thats right about when he asked me out. I didn't know what it ment at the time... (my first real kiss) One day one of the grade 12 guys hang out with us... They wanted me to play a game with them. I'm nt gonna tell the rest... I never thought i would be inlove with a heartless monster that ruined my life and took my inocense just to please his friends...
I still have feelings for him but i had to let him go...
I tried not to think of him, and thank the Lord that we moved to another town...
This story is not for people to critisize my actions I just needed to talk to some one or something and not have to look in their eyes Thanx...
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liar&cheater, haha.
alright so i was dating this guy (11th grade)... and he was a liar and a cheater, pretty much. me and him rode the same bus to school, yet he would always walk with his exgirlfriend to her bus with his arm around her and give her a hug. and my friend told me that she saw him kiss her, and i told him that, and he was like "How do you always find out!?!?" and one day he was at MY house on MY computer, downstairs, while i was upstairs talking to my parents, and when i went down to see him, he was emailing the same exgirlfriend who was sad, and he said "you're one of the most prettiest girls i've ever seen, thats why i think and dream about you all the time and not my girlfriend" and so i dumped him. he is a true a**hole. thats 2 months i'll never get back! haha. Want some good news? i've been with my new boyfriend for a little over a Year and a Half :-) -Naomi.

ps. great meeting you and hearing you play at acoustic corner at the CMA Fest! you're amazing.
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Scizophrenia Poster Child
2.5 years of verbally abusive fighting, driving my car down the street following him trying to get him to get back in the car b/c he was drunk and I would drive away and get a phone call 10-15 min later of him crying and apologizing and asking me to come find him b/c he didn't know where he was (even called me like that one time after I'd moved to Nashville, "yeah hunny sure I'll come get you... 600 miles away?") Had to search for cell phones he'd throw in a field after breaking up w/ me for the thousandth time, sat in front of the door just so he wouldn't be able to leave and wander down the road all the while getting cussed out and yelled at. I was told I'd never make it through Belmont and that I didn't have what it takes to work in the music industry and that I'd end up back home in a trailer with 5 kids by age 25. I had to feed him b/c his parents took his paychecks to pay the bills, and if it wasn't for his very sweet nature and the good times that suckered me in at first I wouldn't have put up with his bi-polarness as long as I did. He picked fights with me before I went out and while I was out, would call a thousand times until I answered finally admitting it was b/c the friends I was trying to make here (where I knew NOBODY) got to see me and he couldn't so he was jealous. He was also afraid I was going to move on w/out him and I'd never come back for him. He tried to sabotage my efforts to make connections here where I had none then tried to turn everything around to be my fault. I left him.
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Back With Crazy Katie
This guy introduced me to his parents w/in 2 weeks, his grandmother after the 1st month, told me how all his friends liked me and how it was nice to be w/ someone who hated drama as much as he did. Talked about his crazy ex-girlfriend who he and allllll his friends called "Crazy Katie" and how she stalked him trying to get back together w/ him and how he would never. I didn't care, I figured ex's are ex's for a reason and that was that. THEN the phone call came. I was dog/apt sitting for his best friend Chris' girlfriend Jessica who I'd become friends with, I was all psyched for a whole weekend w/ him and I didn't have to work. He called saying he was on his way to dinner w/ the guys, and then went into this discussion about how we have opposite schedules, and blah blah blah. I said well come over or call me after dinner and we'll talk about it. School was about to start, my schedule was about to calm down... I never heard from him again. Now thanks to Facebook Friend Suggestions he was suggested b/c we both live in Nashville and have similar interests. He is living in a house in Bellevue w/ .... Crazy Katie. I knew they had gotten back together after myspace stalking Jessica one day months before, but had given that up when I started dating Chase.
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Different Zip Codes
I went out of the country for a summer to visit and study abroud. Poor planning on my part, because my boyfriend of 3 years, mother was dying of cancer. Not realizing she would go so fast I continued on my adventure. I called several times a day talking to him and her letting them both know I was thinking of them and that I was sorry I was not there. I put myself thru total hell, feeling like I abandoned him and his family at their time of need. This went on for a month calling everyday. Until, I called one day in July, and his sister answered. I asked for him and she stated that he was still asleep, so I asked her to just wake him up. She took the phone to him and thought she covered it well enough so I would not hear there conversation. Come to find out, he was in bed sleeping with another girl. He started "DATING" her not to long after I flew out of the country.

After the summer was over, I came to find out he had moved all of his stuff out of my house. His mother did pass away, and when I questioned him on how could he do this to me after so long together. He stated "he needed someone to comfort him" WTF???
So needless to say, everyday that I was calling telling him I loved him, she was in the next chair getting chuckles out of it. He said he didn't want to ruin my vacation by telling me.
At the end of the summer, he lost him mother, his "NEW" girlfriend left him, and he was calling me begging me to come back to him.

HA HA HA, I guess the old saying stands, "IF you are not in the same zip code you are not cheating"

What a douche bag!
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Cupid's Poison Arrow
I feel I should justify why I put up with the following treatment. If you've ever been in a controlling and abusive relationship, you know it doesn't start suddenly, but insidiously. It starts slow, destroying your self-esteem, and self-worth so you begin to believe you deserve that treatment. That you are worth less than anyone else.

A few years ago, I met this guy on OkCupid. Seemed like a really great guy, funny, cute, caring, you know? Within the first few months, he starts belittling me for my disability. Just little jokes, usually about how slow I was, how he can't take me anywhere, etc. Soon after, he started in about my weight. Again, small things, things that should bother you, but you brush off because, hey, it's not that big of a deal. "Do you really think you need that much food? Why don't you get a smaller portion?" "You really shouldn't have that dessert." But those innocuous comments soon turned into denying me food. I wasn't allowed anything more than a small side salad for dinner at a restaurants, water, and no dessert. If I made him dinner, I wasn't allowed to eat it. If he made dinner, I wasn't allowed to eat it. I was allowed a small bowl of steamed rice.

When he drank, he was a triple threat of abuse. Emotional, physical, and sexual. I tried to leave a few times, in the beginning. He would restrain me. I learned a valuable lesson: Fight back, and you hurt a lot worse than you did before. I didn't fight back for the rest of the time I was with him.

This all escalated fairly quickly. At this point, we had only been together about six months. He moved to Kalamazoo. I'd visit him every weekend. I started to suspect that he was cheating on me. His D&D games on Wednesdays soon absorbed Fridays, Saturday evenings, and every other Sunday. Like several other nights, as well. I did nothing. One weekend, I found a pair of panties that certainly weren't mine. No matter how much weight I lost in those few months, I wasn't going to squeeze my fat ass into a extra small from Victoria's Secret. I found long, blonde hair in his shower. I couldn't explain it away with a visiting sibling. I, again, did nothing.

He started rubbing it in my face, and telling me about the girl in his D&D group. I told him I gave up. He laughed, called me a worthless c***, and hung up on me.

I'd like to say I took a couple months to get back to zero and start over. What really happened is I got worse. My self-esteem tanked, and in an effort to get out of my funk, I took a second job during the Holidays. I had a minor nervous breakdown. I was alone, fat, ugly, and not worth human affection. I was working over 100 hours a week, awake at 4am to work at 5, at the second job by 2pm, and worked until midnight most nights. I wasn't eating, and not sleeping, and I just hit a wall. I literally couldn't get any worse. Once the Holidays were over, the workload lessened, but I didn't get any better. By March, I was wearing sweat pants and sport bras all the time. I just, gave up. I had knee surgery. I got better.

Technically, I'm still recovering from those nine months with Jesse. I'm still anxious around people when they are angry. I'm not as sensitive about my weight or my looks any more, because I found the Health At Every Size movement, and through that, Fat Acceptance. I'm still sensitive about my disability, but with surgery and physical therapy, I am doing much better.

I'm still paranoid. Hey, s*** happens. But, I AM getting better. I have good friends, an even better guy, and the perfect best friend a girl could ever ask for, a 110 pound Akita mix named Boris!
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Not Your Babysitter
You wannna know about peoples crazzyy ex's well here is some thingss

First just got out of a relationship not too long ago.

We were off and on a few times, but he made me love being with im by the things he said to me, and how he acted he would carrryy my books at school then would just be suppper sweeet it was like a fairy tale...for the first 2 weeeks haha.

Then he moved out and lived with his friend which started it alll.

He lied to me constantly about partying saying he wasn't doing drugs or drinking then i noticed him gettting pale, soon found out on our first break he was doing alll the things he said he wasn't, I have him another chance he kept doing everything but started bailing on me to party and do drugs, i left him again, then i was misserable so gave him another chance, he proved himself in changing but then i felt like a babysitter making sure he was off drugs, making sure he stayed in colleege and was acting right, so I left him, after leaving him I found out he was dating another girl for the first few weeeks on our third try, and he told this girl his parents forced him to date me and he never loved me, then she tellls me that he told her he loved her right after i broke up with him and told her the same words he told me that brought me in closeer to him cause I was stupid those words were "baby I know you havent had sex yet but when your ready I am and I don't care if we never have sex" yeah he was all about sex i found out, he wanted it never got it, so he thought others would give it to him he was wrong!

He is a douchebag!
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Jameson's Irish Whiskey
So, 9 months ago ( to the day actually) I met a boy named Jameson. Cool name right? Here's a hint: Never date a guy named after an Irish Whiskey. It just equals trouble. Jameson and I became inseparable. I would go above and beyond for him, i had found my soulmate. I was more in love than I have ever been in my life. People called us "husband" and "wife" and we came as a  package deal.

Now, here comes the not so pleasant part of the story. After giving this boy my heart, soul, and loving him with every fiber of my being ; he decided I wasn't good enough. I scared him and therefore he couldn't be with me. I believe his exact words were " You aren't abusive enough to me". What is that supposed to mean to me!?

We went a month without talking during which time I found out he was seeing  a girl I considered one of my best friends and they were lying to me about it.  He is just sounding better all the time right?!

Well, eventually Jameson and I came to be on relatively good terms all because I am a far more forgiving person than I should be. He is still my soulmate and knows my better than anyone else. However, my life is no longer about him but my life well, it's about ME (hence the MY in "my life"). It's a complicated situation and none of my friends like him but, it is what it is.

I told him that he let me have the dreams of us growing old, getting married, etc. He never denied it because he knew it to be true. I even gave him a copy of the lyrics to "You Let Me" because it explained how I felt when I was too hurt to form words.

So, new rule to life. Never date a guy named after an Irish Whiskey.
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Are you kidding me?
So a few years ago I met a guy I fell head over heels for. He was good looking, sweet, and everything I wanted. Unfortunately for me he had a dark side that included every girl in the tri-county area. He cheated on me and I forgave him. He got 2 DUI's and I stayed by him. He moved out but said we were gonna try to work on 'us' and I believed him. Then I found his new girlfriend on Myspace and fliped out on him. Well I flipped out on his voicemail! Never heard from him or her again. Then as if that weren't enough, one day a few months later my neighbors came in as I was going out and asked about him. I told them about all the crap he put me through and they began telling me he had brought other girls home! Are you kidding me? Such a lying-cheating-low down-son-of-a-you-know-what!

And that my dears are only the headlines...
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One time, at band camp...
i dated this guy my senior year of high school & was totally in love with him. i returned from band camp to weird vibes and had my gut tellin me something was up. all my friends were acting weird & so was he. a couple days later i had a birthday party and in the middle of the awkwardness, my friend blurts "if you don't tell her, i will!" so there, in front of a group of my friends on my BIRTHDAY, my boyfriend confesses to me that he kissed another girl in the mere 4 days i was gone. needless to say, the guy had no class. really?? my birthday??? and you told my friends before you told me??? pfft. loser. itd be an understatement to say
i'm better off.
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Helpful advice for the shady:
If you're going to casually date around, OK cool. But when you tell 2 different guys that you think you're falling in love with them & invite them both home to meet your parents on back-to-back weekends, you may want to re-think your strategy. I dated this girl who did nothing but tell me how I was "worth the wait, worth dating all the losers". That should've been my first sign. Girls are on the phone all the time, texting and doing what they do. But the weekend I went to visit her parents out of town, she was on it more than normal. One night while we were there, her phone kept buzzing and buzzing and buzzing. So while she was in the bathroom, I checked to see who it was. Well, it was the "other boyfriend" inquiring about next weekend's trip with her to visit her parents. When I called her out on it, all she could do was get mad at me for checking her phone and then cry. All this plotting and she never even thought to come up with a good excuse, just in case she got caught. Poor planning.
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"Dump Me Through The Phone"
(Look for the music video SOON!)
this song goes out to my jerk of the year.
thank you for wasting so much of my life with your drama and games. i especially appreciate the fact that you weren't man enough to break up with me in person. if that wasn't enough, you led me on for the next year, only to suddenly decide that you never wanted anything to do with me ever again. you make me want to vomit. love, me.
dump me through the phone
[to the tune of 'kiss me through the phone' by soulja boy]
baby you know that i miss you, i wanted to get with you that night and i did but boy you know that is the issue
boy i knew i'd miss you, i never did kiss you, and i never will because you dumped me through the phone, won't see you later on. you dumped me through the phone, when you dropped me off at home.
baby i thought that you liked me, i was your future wifey, broken heart tell 'em yeah i coulda been your shorty, you'd have been my boo, it woulda been just right
don't text me, don't call me, don't need you in my life
yeah all day and every day i grieve ya, but every time i see ya i think you's a creeper
don't miss ya, don't miss ya, i never wanna kiss ya and i can't
seven-oh-eight... shoot, i deleted it.
baby you knew that i missed you, i wanted to be with you even though you ditched me once again, that is the issue
boy i knew i'd miss you, i never did kiss you, and i never will because you dumped me through the phone, won't see you later on. it was confirmed fo sho, when i checked facebook at home.
baby i've been thinkin lately so much about you everything about you don't like you, don't love you. dissin you in public, thinkin nothin of it, shoulda seen this comin, talkin on the phone-
tired of your smooth talk, no more of those dang lies, just get outta my life. i thought that i lost ya, i lost ya, but really you lost me, so there you go.
seven-oh-eight... yeah your number it's long gone.
baby i don't even miss you, i wanted to get with you- my mistake and boy i know that is the issue
boy i just don't miss you, glad i never kissed you, and i never will because you dumped me through the phone, won't see you later on. hope you get dumped through the phone, and you end up all alone.
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Facebook is the devil.
Long story short, I found out that I was 'single' when I logged onto my Facebook account one sunny Tuesday morning to see that my boyfriend was no longer listed as "in a relationship". WTF?! Did I REALLY not even deserve a PHONE CALL?! Lesson learned. I' m never listing myself as "in a relationship" ever again until I'm married...with kids lol.
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