UNSENT TEXTS TO MY EXES

We have one picture together, and we both look horrible. Now it seems like my whole feed is full of her, her new boyfriend and every fucking kale salad she eats. 

I found some of the old notes he wrote me last weekend. It made me wonder if I will ever find anyone who will love me as effortlessly as he did.

He played college football and gave my phone number to the entire team after we broke up. I got blocked calls from random drunk guys who he convinced to mess with me for months afterwards. 

I probably wasn’t going to have sex with him anyway, but him pretty much asking me to before we even met really solidified my decision.

I definitely left a black thong at your apartment, and it wasn't in the bag of stuff you gave back to me after we broke up.

I met her soon after I fooled around with her roommate. I’m sure that created some tension, I think a threesome would’ve helped.

Long story short, I needed to get some pot for my dad (yes, my dad) and the only person around that weekend who had some was my ex who I hadn't talked to in months. So, I texted him, went over his apartment, hung out with his new pet pig and picked up a couple grams for my dad. It was a weird day.

He works in the same department as me and I had been crushing on him from afar until I over heard him saying he doesn't like dessert. It would never work out. 

We met for coffee and ended up back at her place but I didn’t make a move because she had a BF. But she sounded nervous on the phone when he called and I think it’s because secretly, she wanted to make out too.

We dated for a couple months and then she broke-up with me with because I “was too adventurous” for her.

We were young and “friends for benefits” on/off for 4 years. I didn’t set expectations well and kept hurting her. We don’t talk anymore and I never said sorry.

He was my first boyfriend and everything was perfect. I decided to break up with him because he wanted to transfer to a school near me and I wasn’t ready for that commitment. Then I slept with his best friend. It’s been 8 years but I still feel horrible and think I might have made the biggest mistake.

But can't tell him because we work together and there's too much on the line. I'm worried if we went there it could ruin our friendship and professional relationship.

My first boyfriend, as well as my first stalker. 

My boyfriend of many years would always spend Christmas at my parents’ house when we were dating.  But then we broke up.  And I went through post-Holidays sadness.  So I thought it would be a good idea to reconnect.  But I chickened out.  The next weekend, I was falling in love with another guy.

We met at a bar and hung out a few times afterwards. But I met someone else and never told him, just in case things with the new guy didn’t work out.

I drunkenly made out with a friend of a friend. He thought it was more than that, now we work in the same office building...