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
Oct 10
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“ Each time you break up with someone, another handful of things that you had enjoyed or even loved become painful reminders of loss and failure.
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(via melanyouth) (via franklieu)

This whole situation has been so hard for me because I’m competitive and I’m a perfectionist and I think I can do anything I set out to do and failing in this relationship, the one relationshiP I really thought wasn’t going to fail, even though it wasn’t really my fault (I’d go back and change a ton of things but we broke up because of him, not becaus of me), kills me.