Are you a sentimentalist or a pragmatist when it comes to a break up? Do you keep the mementos, or sell them to the highest bidder?
Guess we’re going sentimental on this one.
Suddenly, whatever is happening on your Monday isn’t going to seem so bad…
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!
Colourful imagination with grey thoughts
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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First dates. That stressful time to make a good impression.
I don’t know if this guy thought he was sounding educated, or jaded, or funny…. but whatever he was going for, it didn’t work.
Let’s play the game Marry, F*ck, or Kill.
Guess which one you make me want to do.
You know what? Sometimes guys aren’t mean. Sometimes they think you’re smokin’ hot.
No, guy. I think the question is, what else are you looking for? Because that nice body probably has a nice person inside. Or at least a nice face.
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.
Got a quote you’d like to share? Send in your quotes and see that lemon of an ex turned into comedic lemonade!
No, certainly not. Why would she do that?
But seriously. If there were ever an excuse for being a bitch, isn’t “you cheated on me” the case?
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.
Continuing the saga from Wednesday…
I’ll settle for you, baby.