Ikard
I realized how different we were when our laptops were sitting side by side, hers a pristene piece of plastic, mine a well loved, battered tool with stickers, scratches, and character.
I realized how different we were when our laptops were sitting side by side, hers a pristene piece of plastic, mine a well loved, battered tool with stickers, scratches, and character.
She started the conversation with "I think you should date other women," and ended it with "Yes, I'll marry you."
If you thought getting dumped in a text was bad, I just learned he ended our relationship through Facebook.
On Wednesday I'm driving my husband to the airport to be deported.
I was overjoyed when I heard that he broke up with the love of his life, because that meant maybe I had a chance to take her place.
She called me on the phone, and part of me left with her; I am weak and the light is gone from my day.
She found out about the public reading of her love letter and she dumped him, but it was she who four years later taught him to read for himself.