Look, there's no shame in it - we've all been to heartbreak hotel.
You were dumped. Maybe by text? Or some other supercowardly way perhaps. And it might have hurt a lot, at the time. But in hindsight it was one of the best things that ever happened.
You saw him recently and wondered who that Neanderthal was, over by the meals for one in Tesco. He looked vaguely familiar. Then you remembered! It was yer man - the one who held you back, who moaned about everything and who never used deodorant. Your mates hated him. Your mammy hated him. Why didn't you listen to them?
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What came over you - was it madness? Now the scales have fallen from your eyes you can see he's nothing but a Loser. Oh yes, with a capital L.
I know you're going to have a lot of good stories - spill!
