Since our launch last Valentine’s Day, we’ve had some fabulous shout-outs and exciting feedback from our readers. But this is the very first time (to my knowledge), I am thrilled to announce, that someone has written a formal review of Things My Ex Said! We’d be tickled pink, if we weren’t pink already.
And when I say “we”, I mean myself, of course, but hopefully all of us. This site is bigger than just myself, and it wouldn’t be here without your stories and sharing. So thanks, Inkwellknight, for finding us worth noting. It’s exciting to be recognized and critiqued in the peer-reviewed process of the blog world. Looking forward to continuing the stories!
In our lives we will find the love our lives. We will care for them, share our hopes and dreams, experience some powerful physical motions and generally believe we have found the perfect partner. Then we get dumped. It fucking sucks. While the rest of society copes with alcohol, eating their body weights in junk food, crying floods of tears or just being psychotically bitter, one person had a different idea.
This is the blog of Things my Ex said, a blog devoted to the sharing the most humours (and often painfully terrible) things that scorned lovers have been told. A quick one or two panel comic with the 1950’s style that takes on average less than 15 seconds to read, these post leaves with you with hours of discussion. Things my Ex said brings an interesting light onto break ups by empowering the heart broken rather than pitying…
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It’s ThingsMyExSaid‘s 100th post!! Oh my gosh! We’re so old! And to celebrate, I thought what better way than to share one of my personal favorites. I’ve been saving this one for a special day. I think you can guess why.
Note to self: if he’s making it onto this website before he’s your ex, he should be your ex.
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Here we are, on a beautiful moonlit night, wrapped in a passionate kiss.
Because I wouldn’t want you to think this is, like regular Coke or something. As long as we’re clear that this is the aspartame of affection! Nothing real or natural, no substance and no nutritional value. Then sure, you can pop fizz all over my face.