I can think of more than just the obvious reason not to have sex with this guy.
Clearly, he thinks the elephant in the room isn’t his absent girlfriend.
It’s really inconvenient when you make me have to destroy the evidence.
I mean, I’d love to share all these conversations with you, but you think I’m being a shifty bastard.
Deciding to break up with someone is rarely easy. After all, a lot of time and emotion has been invested into the relationship. But for one guy with an apparent flair for accounting, the choice was simple.
Insert dick joke here.
Nothing like security, right? Job security, financial security, relationship security….
I’d start worrying now, if I were you.
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.
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!
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!
Fair enough.
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.







