The Ex Files

Because texting your ex is a bad idea. Calling your ex for any reason is a bad idea. Drunk-dialing and drunk-texting are especially bad ideas. But you have to do something, and you're driving your friends nuts.

Hence, The Ex-Files. Not really a journal of breaking up and moving on, but a collection of the things you think when you drive by an ex's house and the car's not home, the way you feel when they don't call when they say they will, the things you want to ask or say or scream or carve into their car doors. The things that you have to say but are better left unsaid. This is the place.

If you have a story/quote/rant/thought to share, email me: thingsyoullneversay[at]gmail[dot]com
Sep 14
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“ Whatever with the past has gone, the best is always yet to come.
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Lucy Larcom (via thresca)

I read this and went HELL YEAH!! And then remembered that I pretty much always think that, and I pretty much always get knocked on my ass wondering when things are going to finally start getting better instead of getting worse. I’m not asking for any great life-altering happiness; I’d just really like to stop spiraling downward, you know? (Just for the record, I’ve made a ton of positive changes in my life and I am doing ok - if not good - with what I have to work with. I’m just experiencing one of those streaks where life continues to screw you over with all sorts of extenuating circumstances beyond your control.)