She broke up with me abruptly because I just wasn’t a boyfriend like Edward was to Bella and then 6months later she asks me out again and then 6 months from then she breaks up with me because I told her “I love you” and according to her, that meant “I want to have sex with you very soon” so she broke up with me again.
She was learning to play the guitar but wasn't very good at it. I also started learnig so we could play together. I was starting to get decent, learned a song and decided to play it to her.
Halfway through the song she freaked out and shouted that if I ever play in front of her again she'll break up with me.
I used to work at a casino and we had the weirdest games. Half of them looked like they were pulled from weird fetish sites, like we had sexy Medusa and lots of anamorphized animals in risque outfits.
I introduced her to this place I would usually go to hang out in the community, and she'd tell everyone who asked if we were dating that we weren't. I didn't say anything because, being young and dumb, I just kinda assumed she was being shy and didn't want to share with anybody.
Come a few days later, we were hanging out at the park close to her place, and while we were talking on the swings, she casually starts bringing up to me how she met this guy at a event her friend invited her to, and how he asked her out. I was confused, said I thought we were dating, and then after thinking over for a moment in confusion, you could see the moment of realization when she basically said "oh yeah, we were, whoops".
I had an ex that wanted to take a break for a bit because they wanted to "give me up" for Lent. They said I was the most important thing to them at the time, so it was kind of sweet and romantic...but definitely strange as well.
We were getting ready to have sex. I saw that one of our blanket had a brown stain on it, and she said she had wiped her hands on it after eating chocolate. We had sex. Months later, she admitted that she actually wiped her ass with the blanket to make sure she didn't have shit on her asshole. She was nasty af, but we ended up breaking up for another reason. She was a deranged narcissist. I'm not saying this as a layperson that watched YouTube videos to get over the relationship. I actually went to a therapist that is a nationally renowned specialist on narcissistic relationships.
Honestly, the ass-wiping with the blanket was nothing compared to her toxicity, so definitely good thing she's an ex. I learned a lot through that relationship, and the main lesson was that deranged people truly exist. They're not some weird character on a documentary. They're walking around looking normal until their patterns catch up with them, then they move and restart the cycle with a whole new set of victims.
Lol my parents dropped me off at a tattoo shop to get a cross tramp stamp at 16, maybe I am a hood rat lol the best part is I don't believe in god so that's a fun one to have
She was very much into "crafts" but the weird kind. I'm not talking knitting, I'm saying she had a baby dolls head hanging from the ceiling for "art" reasons. She went to a west Canadian beach (i.e. Lots of rocks), came back with a bunch of dead crabs and wanted to create a little crab model out of their corpses
Not the weirdest thing ever, but it was definitely odd to bring dead animals halfway across the continent with the intent to do amateur taxidermy