A Tragic Love Story.. Share? :(
#1
Posted 07 May 2009 - 11:13 PM
I just want to hear some real life tragic love stories..it can be from your friends..family..or yourself.
hopefully this wont make anyone seriously sad or anything o_o..
I'll start.
My boyfriend's friend was going out with this one guy. I'm not sure how long they've gone out. Her boyfriend went back to china without telling her..and while he was in China, he MARRIED another girl.. T-T
When i heard this story.. i just couldn't believe it. He left a note for her, but she didn't get it until a week later. She tried to call him, but his phone didn't work. She tried calling his friends, but they also didn't know where he went.
I don't know the complete details, but he is still married to that girl.. however, he came back to the USA...and they are still friends and hang out occasionally.. . =/ She really misses him...
i just can't believe how shady people can be....
#2
Posted 07 May 2009 - 11:35 PM
What an ass.
A similar thing happened to my aunt.
She had a boyfriend, but the guy traveled someplace and ended up marrying a woman over there.
He ended up staying over there.
I don't really know the details but when I found out I just felt sick for some reason.
#3
Posted 07 May 2009 - 11:41 PM
I'm pretty sure you didn't hear the whole story. If they're still friends, she must've known that it was coming. Think about it ...
I have a friend whose father gambles, drinks, and cheats on his wife. When he comes home, he does nothing and waits for the wife to do all work. Yet she lives with it because of their son and because she can't afford a divorce. It makes her wonder why she was born into her miserable life.
#4
Posted 08 May 2009 - 01:29 AM
i can barely remember those stories anymore anyways.
all i get are dreams that feel ten times worse than what happened. and wake up only remembering it was a sad dream.
to think,.. 'forever' became forgotten and deeply buried.
aha.. i like to laugh them all off by " the constant factor to all your failed relationships, is you" .
#5
Posted 08 May 2009 - 06:07 AM

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#6
Posted 08 May 2009 - 06:16 AM
oh wow...he is in his 70s already? i think he should check to see if that really is his kids or not.
I just want to hear some real life tragic love stories..it can be from your friends..family..or yourself.
hopefully this wont make anyone seriously sad or anything o_o..
I'll start.
My boyfriend's friend was going out with this one guy. I'm not sure how long they've gone out. Her boyfriend went back to china without telling her..and while he was in China, he MARRIED another girl.. T-T
When i heard this story.. i just couldn't believe it. He left a note for her, but she didn't get it until a week later. She tried to call him, but his phone didn't work. She tried calling his friends, but they also didn't know where he went.
I don't know the complete details, but he is still married to that girl.. however, he came back to the USA...and they are still friends and hang out occasionally.. . =/ She really misses him...
i just can't believe how shady people can be....
what an ass. your friend is too nice. if that was me. i would burn down his house.
well not that extreme but i WOULD NEVER LET IT GO LIKE THAT. AND BE FRIEND WITH HIM AGAIN? is she that nice...
#7
Posted 08 May 2009 - 06:36 AM
my mom was 17-18 when she met my father. He was like 28 (?). So her family had run a shop, and she had to deliver food every night to people. He went with her because he was a nice guy and he wanted to keep her safe. They married 5 years later, then my dad left to Canada for 2 years. After that, my mom went to live with him. He changed A LOT. He used to be caring and nice, but instead he turned into a womanizer.
She later had me and my brother with him, but he hated us so he never cared bout us (cause he hates kids)
he always beated up my mother. they divorced when i turned 5.
i really hate that guy D:
#8
Posted 08 May 2009 - 10:40 AM
#9
Posted 08 May 2009 - 10:42 AM
When she sat next to me and looked straight into my face, my heart melted and I felt light headed. My heart was beating fast like an abusive father beating his child when she asked me what my name was. I tried to say my name but I couldn't as my heart kept beating faster and it was getting hard to breathe. I tried as hard as I could to calm my nerves and say my name. By then 5 minutes had passed and she wasn't paying attention to me anymore. I finally yelled my name and collapsed into my desk. I believe my head hit a stapler and left me with a huge gash on my forehead.
I was dazed when the Ambulance and the EMT team had come to take me to the hospital. I was being carted off on a gurney, strapped down like a crazy person. As we were exiting the building I saw her look at me. Our eyes met like two very drunken strangers in a bar. I mouthed, "I love you" and tried to wave but my head hurt so badly I passed out.
I woke up inside the hospital with IV's stuck into my skin and 14 stitches across my forehead like a smile. I saw Roxeanne outside my room waiting for me. I was so excited I fainted again and woke up roughly 40 seconds later. She asked me if I was comfortable and I said,
"Not really, perhaps you could help me
"Sure!
She took an extra pillow that was on a table and walked up to me slowly. She touched my leg and I had an erection. But that erection died quickly as soon as she put the pillow on my face and tried to smother me to death. I was quickly losing consciousness and tried to press the call button for a nurse. She kept applying more pressure and whispered gently
"Don't fight it KanyeWEST, don't fight it. I am truly sorry but you must die"
I kicked her in the abdomen and she flew back in hit the wall. I managed to catch my breath and press the call button. She got up and darted out of the room. I pulled out my IV's and started running after her. I followed her through the hallway knocking over nurses and equipment until we both reached the stairwell. She darted up and started running up the stairs. I was mostly out of breath but kept following her until we reached the rooftop.
It was raining heavily and flashes of thunder streaked across the sky. Thunder boomed and I defecated myself, only a little bit though. I saw her standing in the rain staring at me. I stared back. As a flash of lightning lit the roof top I started to dash towards her and she towards me. Our fists collided with such impact that we both flew backwards. I managed to recover slightly faster and tackled her. She pulled out a knife and tried to stab me. I elbowed her in the face and she dropped the knife.
"It's over Roxeanne."
"It's not over KanyeWEST, do you really think it's over? I'm just a small cog in a much larger machine. You can't stop us, we are everywhere"
"What"
"You will all pay for the horrible things you've done. Don't you see? This is only the beginning"
She scrambled to try and grab the knife but she was too slow. I picked up the knife and shot her in the face. To this day I cry whenever I hear the name, "Roxeanne".
#11
Posted 08 May 2009 - 11:56 AM
i felt like i lost my boyfriend and my best friend; he gets mad at me because of the way i act now, but i can't get too close to him again.
he leads me on like there's still hope for our relationship.
what really upsets me is that i know he's fighting the feeling of taking me back.
he still loves me and wants to be with me, but he's doing whatever to push me away to just being friends.
he still has all the power; if he wants to take me back, i would in a second knowing how much of butthole he was being through all this.
#12
Posted 08 May 2009 - 12:09 PM
#13
Posted 08 May 2009 - 12:13 PM
so she has 2 mutual friends, i think church friends or something, and they basically liked each other.
he was planning to ask her out, but b4 he got to do that, he got into an accident and died.
i kno it's prolly not that sad so some pple, but i kno that if i was the girl, i'd always be regretting not having that chance to tell him how i felt.
God's last name isn't "Dammit!"
#14
Posted 08 May 2009 - 01:20 PM
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#15
Posted 08 May 2009 - 02:06 PM
God's last name isn't "Dammit!"
#16
Posted 08 May 2009 - 02:55 PM
The one thing that hurt me the most in the past which I am not affected by anymore was when I was going out with my girl who is now my ex. We broke up and I wanted her back sooo bad and she ended up going out with this other guy who was my friend and we were in a dance crew together and what not so I found out that she was going out with him and after a while I still couldn't accept the fact that it was going on and one day me and my friend was just walking to class and right in front of us was him and my ex making out and yeah... end of story
#17
Posted 08 May 2009 - 03:02 PM
What a jerk! Leaving without telling anyone and then getting married in China! >:[
I haven't had a boyfriend yet, even tho I really want one :/
But only 16...I still have time
Kanhlaya
That is so sad! T~T I feel so sad about that and I understand how painful that would be....
But your grandpa married a 16 year old?? That is just SICK! laksjdflksjdflskjdflksjdfi;awugjehfbgv
Disgusting... -__-;;
#18
Posted 08 May 2009 - 03:05 PM
That is why I will probably never get married. I don't want to end up like my mom. I don't trust man at all. I do date, but I avoid having serious relationships.
#19
Posted 08 May 2009 - 03:15 PM
When she sat next to me and looked straight into my face, my heart melted and I felt light headed. My heart was beating fast like an abusive father beating his child when she asked me what my name was. I tried to say my name but I couldn't as my heart kept beating faster and it was getting hard to breathe. I tried as hard as I could to calm my nerves and say my name. By then 5 minutes had passed and she wasn't paying attention to me anymore. I finally yelled my name and collapsed into my desk. I believe my head hit a stapler and left me with a huge gash on my forehead.
I was dazed when the Ambulance and the EMT team had come to take me to the hospital. I was being carted off on a gurney, strapped down like a crazy person. As we were exiting the building I saw her look at me. Our eyes met like two very drunken strangers in a bar. I mouthed, "I love you" and tried to wave but my head hurt so badly I passed out.
I woke up inside the hospital with IV's stuck into my skin and 14 stitches across my forehead like a smile. I saw Roxeanne outside my room waiting for me. I was so excited I fainted again and woke up roughly 40 seconds later. She asked me if I was comfortable and I said,
"Not really, perhaps you could help me ".
"Sure! "
She took an extra pillow that was on a table and walked up to me slowly. She touched my leg and I had an erection. But that erection died quickly as soon as she put the pillow on my face and tried to smother me to death. I was quickly losing consciousness and tried to press the call button for a nurse. She kept applying more pressure and whispered gently
"Don't fight it KanyeWEST, don't fight it. I am truly sorry but you must die"
I kicked her in the abdomen and she flew back in hit the wall. I managed to catch my breath and press the call button. She got up and darted out of the room. I pulled out my IV's and started running after her. I followed her through the hallway knocking over nurses and equipment until we both reached the stairwell. She darted up and started running up the stairs. I was mostly out of breath but kept following her until we reached the rooftop.
It was raining heavily and flashes of thunder streaked across the sky. Thunder boomed and I defecated myself, only a little bit though. I saw her standing in the rain staring at me. I stared back. As a flash of lightning lit the roof top I started to dash towards her and she towards me. Our fists collided with such impact that we both flew backwards. I managed to recover slightly faster and tackled her. She pulled out a knife and tried to stab me. I elbowed her in the face and she dropped the knife.
"It's over Roxeanne."
"It's not over KanyeWEST, do you really think it's over? I'm just a small cog in a much larger machine. You can't stop us, we are everywhere"
"What"
"You will all pay for the horrible things you've done. Don't you see? This is only the beginning"
She scrambled to try and grab the knife but she was too slow. I picked up the knife and shot her in the face. To this day I cry whenever I hear the name, "Roxeanne".
that sounds like a freeaking action moovie.
Okay, so back to my best friend's story.
My best friend, Anne, was really rich because her mother owns
"Mexican Grill", you guys know that place? It's in CA.
Anyways, her father and mother divorced and Anne was really down and
did drugs because she was sad and it was a impulsive decision, but she got addicted to it
and stuff. She met this guy, he's one of those 'i'm a cool gangster guy who does drugs, whoaaa'
and they dated, and she did it with him (her first time too)
and then she ended up doing it a lot with him...ehum like
almost everyday or something, just a lot, im not sure
btu then he dumped her and she was crying and begging like
'why? i gave you my virginity'
and he said he was bored and stuff and he didn't care
so anne was thinking about suicide and everythign was going down for her
and i kinda noticed because she was crying in the bathroom, then she told me everything
i was kinda like surprised and convinced her to stop doing everything
and she could get caught with the police and everything
so she stopped and told her parents and i dont know where she is now.
i think she's in juive or in one of those schools for bad kids :[[
i really miss her, because she was a good kid before.
#20
Posted 08 May 2009 - 04:04 PM
That is why I will probably never get married. I don't want to end up like my mom. I don't trust man at all. I do date, but I avoid having serious relationships.
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that is so cruel... i feel so awful for your mother.
this isn't a tragic love story-- but when I was younger my cousins really stuffed up my childhood and so growing up I was a really awkward kid. They used to lock me in dark rooms, refuse to play with me and made me feel like I had some contagious disease-- all those really mean stuff kids do to each other. Anyway it scarred my pyschologically and I didn't function like a normal kid until later in my teenage years when I realised I should snap out of my pathetic self. I'm so much different from that kid who used to cry in the corner; I wonder if I should have them to thank for for the person that I am today. I'm comfortable in my own skin and I have a lot of great friends, so I'm guessing this story had a nice ending.
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