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No, I cried myself to sleep every night after blowing in them.

They were originally in sealed ziplocks to contain the freshness since they were worn underwear. I had a few pair from previous girls I had banged, had their names written on the ziplocks too. One pair smelled like berry skittles until I ruined them. I would throw them away when they became crusty and hard as a baking pan.

Are you Dennis from Always Sunny.
 
I call bs. You think some anonymous people posting on a message board would make things up?

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After my ex broke up with me after a 5 year relationship, I wrote several hurtful letters that I never sent. It actually felt nice. I got all my hurt feelings out without hurting anyone..

This is actually something counselors and therapists will have you do.

I've always had pretty amicable break ups. The most I ever did wasn't really even petty but I'll contribute. A girl I was dating for a couple months (who seemed to very into me and a relationship) just kinda stopped talking to me. She finally responded to a text and said that she's sorry and there was too much going on her life to be dating. I saw it coming, wasn't too upset about it, just felt annoyed by her method. Her sister just entered rehab for alcoholism, so I bought it.

So I hop back on to Tinder and like the 5th picture I see is her face. Fucking lying bitch. We "broke up" a couple days before New Years. So on New Years Day, I sent her a text that said, "Happy new years! Resolution for Michelle, be honest with people."

She responded with "You're right and I'm sorry," so I hope I made her feel like a shitty person for a minute or two.

Crappy thing was I actually dated this girl like almost 15 years earlier while I was a freshmen in high school. I had really fond memories of her and now I think she's a piece of shit.
 
The best revenge is living well, I know my ex wife follows my social media. So she's seen I'm now with younger prettier woman (I got me salty message about that). Next she's going to see the bigger new house that we have brought. I don't have to say or do anything, the ex wife will work up her own bitterness and jealousy.

Never bothered to do anything to any of my ex girlfriends, other than bitch about them to my friends. Was far too focused on getting a new girlfriend.

That seems weird, is she stalking you?
 
No, I cried myself to sleep every night after blowing in them.

They were originally in sealed ziplocks to contain the freshness since they were worn underwear. I had a few pair from previous girls I had banged, had their names written on the ziplocks too. One pair smelled like berry skittles until I ruined them. I would throw them away when they became crusty and hard as a baking pan.

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I call bs. You think some anonymous people posting on a message board would make things up?

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No, I cried myself to sleep every night after blowing in them.

They were originally in sealed ziplocks to contain the freshness since they were worn underwear. I had a few pair from previous girls I had banged, had their names written on the ziplocks too. One pair smelled like berry skittles until I ruined them. I would throw them away when they became crusty and hard as a baking pan.

I'm so sorry for saying this, but it's been a while since a post made my laugh out loud.

I call bs. You think some anonymous people posting on a message board would make things up?

I see no stains. #TEAMCG
 
Fucked her best friend and threw whatever clothes she left at my place in an incinerator.

I'm not proud of it, but the way she screwed me over made me lose my mind back then.
 
Being happy and successful in their absence is really the best thing. Number 1, it makes you feel awesome. Number 2, it oftentimes makes them regret. That being said, I've shared this story before on GAF...Ex cheated on me with this guy. She dates guy for awhile. Argues with guy one night and pisses him off so much, he just drops her ass off late at night on some random street. She finds a pay phone (this is pre-mobile for the non-rich, pagers were plentiful though) and calls ME in the middle of the night with some long sob story and asking me if I can pick her up. After she finishes her story, I just hang up the phone and go back to sleep. I gave no fucks that night.
 
I was in a rough relationship for two years. She was my first, thought we would get married, blah blah blah. She cheated on me multiple times, hell once was with my cousin. And my sister encouraged it! Anyways.

There was a girl I went to high school with who was interested in a booty call. So... fuggit. I lost all respect for my first anyways. We fucked (glorious), I disposed of the condom outside in the trash can, and she left. An hour or so later my first comes over feeling frisky, so she ended up being seconds.

I went to work later (first job at McDonalds). Later on my shift my manager tells me someone is in the lobby asking for me. I step out and my first is standing there, with the used condom in a zip lock bag. How the fuck did she know?!? She asks me what it is, and I respond with, "What does it look like?"

The relationship was never the same after.
 
Ive never done anything petty to an ex but I think the pettiest thing you can do is what a "friend" did to me.

I considered this person a friend. A life long buddy even, known each other for 5+ years, HS, College.
Like understand this would be someone in your crew that you regard highly.

Text one day, no reply. Nothing. Try occasionally for months to get in touch, social media, everything. no reply. No contact.

I just gave up and stopped caring.
 
No, I cried myself to sleep every night after blowing in them.

They were originally in sealed ziplocks to contain the freshness since they were worn underwear. I had a few pair from previous girls I had banged, had their names written on the ziplocks too. One pair smelled like berry skittles until I ruined them. I would throw them away when they became crusty and hard as a baking pan.

I call bs. You think some anonymous people posting on a message board would make things up?
clearly i've come to the wrong part of gaf.
 
I feel like I've been busy on my phone and didn't realize I'd wandered into a dark alley of NeoGAF. I wanna go home, guys. This shit is scary.
 
I haven't done anything petty but I've thought about doing something super petty that would ruin her home life.

Guess I'll just say it. She is a cam girl and her family is super Mormon and I've thought about sending Facebook messages to her sister with pics of her camming. But yeah not going to do it.
 
I call bs. You think some anonymous people posting on a message board would make things up?

No, I cried myself to sleep every night after blowing in them.

They were originally in sealed ziplocks to contain the freshness since they were worn underwear. I had a few pair from previous girls I had banged, had their names written on the ziplocks too. One pair smelled like berry skittles until I ruined them. I would throw them away when they became crusty and hard as a baking pan.

bruh...
 
I found out she'd been taking nude pictures of herself and sending them to guys on the internet. So I got on her PC and backed all of them up and gave them to a friend of mine who had major hots for her.
 
Telling them that they had ruined my sexuality. It wasn't done for malice and I have later realized how hurtfull it must have been to hear, I just really needed to talk about it and went about it in the worst possible way. I'm sorry about it now but back then I was struggling a lot with it and it had a huge impact on the new relationship and my quality of life. Some time has passed now and I would apologize if it weren't for the fact that I still place the blame on them. One day I hope I can get over it or return to my previous state so I'll be able to make a heartfelt appology.
 
Telling them that they had ruined my sexuality. It wasn't done for malice and I have later realized how hurtfull it must have been to hear, I just really needed to talk about it and went about it in the worst possible way. I'm sorry about it now but back then I was struggling a lot with it and it had a huge impact on the new relationship and my quality of life. Some time has passed now and I would apologize if it weren't for the fact that I still place the blame on them. One day I hope I can get over it or return to my previous state so I'll be able to make a heartfelt appology.

I.... I know that feel.....
 
My brother once destroyed his ex course work 2 and a half years into a masters, she lost the lot.... Including the job she had lined up once she got the masters....ever since that day I always tell people to back up lots...She called the cops who did fuck all, I remember hearing her on the phone to him absolutely destraught and begging him to give it back, he had already burnt it in the garden, along with nearly all her clothes. I felt so sad for her and do even to this day some 15 years later....the pain in her cries were something I don't want to hear again
 
My brother once destroyed his ex course work 2 and a half years into a masters, she lost the lot.... Including the job she had lined up once she got the masters....ever since that day I always tell people to back up lots...She called the cops who did fuck all, I remember hearing her on the phone to him absolutely destraught and begging him to give it back, he had already burnt it in the garden, along with nearly all her clothes. I felt so sad for her and do even to this day some 15 years later....the pain in her cries were something I don't want to hear again

Holy shit, that's fucking cruel.

You better be lying cause that's fucking atrocious.

I was drunk when I did it, not something I'm proud of. I ended up sitting her down and telling her that I knew what she was doing and what I did. Believe it or not, she didn't care. She got off on guys getting off to her, which is why she did what she did in the first place. That was when we parted ways, though, which was much for the best. Our relationship had become increasingly toxic, to the point where we were both miserable. We were both young and still had a lot of maturing to do. Last I heard she got engaged and married to a good guy, and I met the woman of my dreams and got married.
 
I call bs. You think some anonymous people posting on a message board would make things up?

How can you consider this evidence MTP, they all seem brand new and no shame/money shots can be discerned from this picture.
Hopefully this was a joke otherwise you may to burn them and get some help lol.
 
Had an ex I was still friends with years later that was cheated on after a 4 year relationship and started spiraling. Told me she was doing coke, pills (all while on medication for anxiety etc) and pretty much fucking everyone in sight and that I was the only one that knew. Cared about her so I threatened to tell her parents, ended up doing so since there's no way I could take the risk she wasn't getting some help. She never talked to me again. Apparently I'm the asshole. Maybe I am.
 
Telling them that they had ruined my sexuality. It wasn't done for malice and I have later realized how hurtfull it must have been to hear, I just really needed to talk about it and went about it in the worst possible way. I'm sorry about it now but back then I was struggling a lot with it and it had a huge impact on the new relationship and my quality of life. Some time has passed now and I would apologize if it weren't for the fact that I still place the blame on them. One day I hope I can get over it or return to my previous state so I'll be able to make a heartfelt appology.

Are you my ex?
 
Catfishes her on the whisper app for a fake job interview for a "sexy secretary" and successfully got her to show up after a week of planning. After me not showing up, I decided to go to a completely different restaurant across town with a friend, and guess who walks in? Her and her fiancé. Total coincidence. On my way out, her fiancé confronts me and threatens me. After that, I'm livid and go hey her car. They call the cops and they show up at my house. The cop is kinda confused about the job thing, and asks if I keyed their car. I admitted to eating there, but did not admit to keying her car. Then the cop left and I went about my day.
 
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