Tell us the story of your favorite failed relationship, one night stand, or other relationial failure or non-starter. I don’t have a lot of relationship regrets, as everyone you meet brings something else to your life: a new color or texture, or new way of seeing things. But some people bring more than others. Who was your favorite one that got a way?
I dumped Sheryl Crow.
The Swedish exchange student I dated in my senior year of high school. Salt licorice is great.
Favorite mistake? No problem. But I won’t just tell you, I’ll show you.
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As for good ones that got away, no one famous, but lots of exes that probably would’ve made a fine partner, but back then I used to believe I wasn’t going to marry until I found the “perfect” partner: smart, beautiful, sexy, athletic, great cook, loves food, good sense of humor, honest, caring, compassionate, 100% faithful, good job, good with money, loves travel and adventure, etc. I guess I learned eventually that one will never meet that “perfect” partner (aside from my wife, luv ya honey) and so long as she/he is above 60%, or so, things should work out fine.
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Uhm, my ex in the UK, who turned out to be a compulsive liar, I was just too young and gullible to notice for the first four years… :fume:
Well, at least I ended up here and meet a much better woman, what can I say
[quote=“Mother Theresa”]Favorite mistake? No problem. But I won’t just tell you, I’ll show you.
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As for good ones that got away, no one famous, but lots of exes that probably would’ve made a fine partner, but back then I used to believe I wasn’t going to marry until I found the “perfect” partner: smart, beautiful, sexy, athletic, great cook, loves food, good sense of humor, honest, caring, compassionate, 100% faithful, good job, good with money, loves travel and adventure, etc. I guess I learned eventually that one will never meet that “perfect” partner (aside from my wife, luv ya honey) and so long as she/he is above 60%, or so, things should work out fine.[/quote]
Beautiful girl you have, but kids aren’t mistakes. Sometimes they’re accidents, but never mistakes. Thanks for sharing, though!
I used to have that song on my computer but I deleted it because I thought I didn’t like it. But I should have just left it and not listened to it until I wasn’t tired of it anymore. There’s nothing wrong with Sheryl Crow. She’s just a bit manish.
Well Doc, “If it makes you happy”
Hmm, something tells me you are looking for sweet, daffy, one-that-got away stories, not actual mistakes where you lost a psychic eye.
How can a one night stand be a failure? It lasted two nights?
I never had a lot of relationships anyway, but I can think of ones that didn’t work out and go, ‘whew!’ that was a close one. I’m happy the way things turned out.
Maybe. Though if you have a story of losing a psychic eye, I’d love to hear it.
I guess I’m interested in hearing about people you’ve known who you’d consider saving a dance for, so to speak, or maybe share another ride on a roller-coaster, if it’s like that.
There are a couple of guys from my past that might be fun for my grown-up self to spend time with, I think. Who makes you smile when you think of them? Do you wonder if they smile when they think of you, too, if they think of you?
There is one young man, he was from some place in Africa but I can’t remember where. He had the most beautiful eyes! I totally took him for granted and not seriously at all. A friend pointed out to me the fact that he actually liked me. Once I thought it through, I stopped spending so much time with him because I was getting ready to go to Taiwan in a month or so. So I had a little, very little, fling with a French guy in stead. (I can tell you that I don’t think the French really invented that kind of kissing, by the way.) The French guy acted heartbroken when I left, but I thought it was all some kind of European idea of romantic thing. I saw him again years later and he seemed dissapointed to learn that I had married, so maybe he was only being human after all and not simply European, though I didn’t return the dramatic emothions.
But the African guy . . . . . I wish I’d taken him more seriously. He trully was a good guy and I bet he’s making some beautiful children with a very happy woman somewhere.
That’s one example from my own life. I guess, since I’m thinking of new relationships, I’m in a process of analysing old ones. You’ll humor me, of course. Thank you, thank you all.
Oh, and Doc, I mentioned one-night-stands because a friend told me once that he had a wonderful one night stand with a woman once, like an entire relationship in miniture, and would have loved to have spend more time with her. I guess if he had, though, the one night stand would have been a failure.
Sheryl Crow rocks! And I haven’t heard that song in ages. I should check it out online.
youtube.com/watch?v=O_jE7u8rZeM
Because of this song I think I knew exactly what you meant. Unfortunately, I don’t have any juicy stories to tell. Maybe the girl who was finishing up her PHd at OU. I helped her move a couple of times and she would come stay at my place if she didn’t have anyplace else to go. She was such a scatterbrain, always putting something down and forgetting where it is. Keys and stuff. She was nice but I felt used.
Ah, there was this one girl who I knew through uni once, and Oh Whew that was good on every single physical aspect (and in every position) imaginable… lasted a whole year, but i think the 20 year age difference was a mistake. Well, parts of it were no mistake at all, and a lot of it was most definitely on purpose, and totally without regret from either of us, but maybe I did make a mistake just opening that can of worms.
First “real” girlfriend was a gorgeous girl (Chinese father, Pacific Islander mother). Once a week or so she’d get the giggles, at me, prompted by nothing in particular. She’d impersonate me until, finding her own comedy so funny that she couldn’t stand anymore, would drop to the floor crying with laughter. I was forced to “fight back” by wrestling her (controlling her arm movements, facial expressions etc) into repeating her own mannerisms, or simply by tickling.
About a week later she’d have a new, hilarious routine…
The funniest time I didn’t have to do anything “in revenge”. The night before it happened we got talking to a very pretty girl wearing a simple dress, and her hair in pigtails. Afterwards my girl commented on how cute she looked and I agreed. The next day I came home early and surprised my girlfriend - opened the door to hear her scream, and there she was in front of the mirror with a similar dress on (I didn’t even know she owned such a dress) and pigtails in her hair (she never wore her hair like this). She ran out the room in embarrassment, went and hid under the blankets and would not come out until, half an hour later, she got the giggles enough to let me look at her.
No idea what she’s doing now but I bet she’s still as cute as hell.
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There I was, all of 19, constantly horny, and the dear lass I was with at the time says in bed one morning, “you know, me and my former lesbo lover (sooo damned hot she was too!) were thinking, of you know, having a threesome with you one night.” And me, thinking this was a test of loyalty, said something stupid like, “but why? You’re enough for me darling.” AFTER we broke up I asked her if it was a test or a legit question, she said it was legit . . .
I have regretted my stupidity in every one of my waking days since.
HG
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Great stories. Thanks for sharing and welcome to Forumosa.
Cheers,
Gao
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Why do so many feel a need to distinguish whatever beer they are/were drinking from crap American beer? Surely you are aware that there are some very crap German brews and many excellent American beers?
And what does it matter that you were drinking “good” German beer rather than canned American beer? Many German beers are rather weak in terms of abv, while many American beers are wicked strong, comparatively.
Anyway, I’d much rather drink a good hoppy American ale than any relatively bland German lager.