Thank you for sharing this, Amber, it’s so uplifting. When you said your boyfriend left without saying goodbye, I just about cried. And then when he came back I did cry, it was so beautiful. I actually sat there and wept all over my keyboard.
I can’t believe that anyone would be so heartless as to leave you for someone else, and later that same day when they discovered they weren’t wanted at the new person’s place, they came back to you.
And to think you took him in! Took him back! And then he left again for someone else, and he came back and you took him in again. I cried three times.
And then he left and came back, and left and came back. Each time you took him in.
Sometimes I suspect he might be using you.
Listen the story being read HERE!
Don’t jump to conclusions. He may be a thoroughly decent cad.
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LOL! You always side with the underdog!
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I am that dog
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I thought I heard a woof.
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“decent cad”, that’s got to be a classic oxymoron.
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A tautology I would have thought!!!!!
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I’d laugh, but I’m crying too much …………
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LOL!
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Sounds like a stray cat!
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😀 😀 I never thought of that! That’s very funny (and heartless!)
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This depresses me, terribly, for a whole host of reasons. I know…I know…it’s only a dumb little story…..
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I went around some blogs and took snippets from here and there… 😦
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Oooh. I’ve had friends who did this. Over and over took back an auto-cad.
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They exist for real? !
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Yup. Grim.
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Umm. Does anyone find her a bit of a doormat?
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A freaking idiot is more like it….remember that definition of insanity? Doing the same thing over and over and expecting a different result.
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I was thinking of posting this story several times, Cynthia, but your definition of insanity has made me think twice… thrice… more than once…
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Oh, but perhaps she bakes lovely cookies…
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So, you think lovely cookies are the answer to everything?!
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“Let them eat cookies.” If more people baked cookies there’d be more
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How about letting that son of a whatever bake the cookies…..
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Now there’s a story plot coming up in a couple of days!
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I’m reading “Notwithstanding” by Louis de Bernières just now, and his writing style reminds me of yours. Or, vice versa. He should be flattered, right?
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Anyone who has an e grave in his/her name has a touch of class! Don’t you think? Regards – Brucè
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Oh, you’re so right. Pip-pip, old chap – Yvonnè
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Thanks Yvönnè
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That’s quite OK, Brücè.
Where are Öscàr and Cynthià, I wonder?
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Cynthia is presumably writing her masterpieces in the dead of night. Oscar is about; he never sleeps – his life is one continuous creative romp…
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Ah, nothing like a sure bet in a person with no self-esteem. “He must really love me if he keeps coming back.” Love is blind, but it doesn’t have to be deaf, dumb and stupid.
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All you personages who scoff at the poor woman. You obviously haven’t seen his/my body!!!!!!
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You’re a goat. You’re rotund. Plus look at those floppy ears and horns.
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It’s not impossible that I might see the ears but not the horn… (The mind boggles – did I really say that?)
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LMFAO! 🐐
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But, nice eyes, Oscar. That must count for something.
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“All the better to see you with my dear!” I’ve read the story. 👹
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Ah Oscar – maybe you were the big bad wolf and Yvonne Little Red Riding Hood?
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‘Twas not the wolf who was to be feared. But the old-timer.
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The old-timer knew how to wield his axe…!
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Too bad he didn’t have the will or strength to defeat that cunning little girl.
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I must admit I have never found Little Red Riding Hood that attractive. I always sided (in part) with the wolf.
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The eyes are in the eye of the beholder.
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Smile
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Good title, too
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Maybe they are meant to be together?..
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Yes….like the Marquis de Sade and Leopold von Sacher-Masoch…
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Well, they both shared quite an interest xD. Maybe the humiliation in always coming back and the humiliation of having him leave all the time denotes to the same interest.
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It makes one pleased to have just an ordinary name.
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Like the story and the picture!
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