I found out what happened to my ex...did I tell you folks?
I already knew my ex had been dating this douchebag who I used to be friends with; the SOB vandalized a private school, and got thrown into the slammer for it. He used connections to get a job as a bank manager.
Well, when they first started up, he was using her to cheat on somebody else; likewise, she was doing the same. She also at the time looked like Julia Stiles cause she'd lost a ton of weight.
Well over time, she regained that weight, and it didn't look good on her; she looked like a dumpy Julia Stiles.
I saw a recent photo of her....oh lord; she looks like a drugged out Tracy Ullman.
I even showed it to my best friend, as he dated her too. He was kinda pissed that she blew him off as she did, and when I showed it to him I said "look at that; THAT'S what we dated. Are you honestly bitter over losing THAT?"
His response: "NO!"
He's also found someone he's madly in love with as well, so we're both happily in relationships now, regardless. ![]()
Oh! Let me tell ya! When I look back at who I dated when I was young and beautiful, I am SHOCKED as if it was another girl and not me. I must've been desparate! I "let" rude, classless, stupid, doped-up, idiotic men use my body and take my money! What the hell was I thinkin'?!
When I look at my husband and the beautiful children I have with him, I can't understand how such beautiful people treat me as though the sun shines out from my backside. I feel "guilty" that I'm not "more". Do you know what I mean? I wish that I "was" more and had more to give them. I wish I could hit the lottery solely for them alone.
