Love can hit you like a ton of bricks, and suddenly, you’re willing to do the craziest stuff just to impress that special someone. These are guys who threw common sense out the window in the name of romance. Now, we want to be clear: we’re not here to judge or criticize (hey, we’ve all been there!). Instead, we’re embracing the absurdity of these stories and celebrating the fact that love can make us all a little… well, dumb.
My girlfriend of several months called me up and was sobbing incoherently. All I could make out between the gulps of breath and wailing was “died.” Her Grandmother was not well, and she and I would go visit her from time to time so I assumed it was her Grandmother who died. I threw my xBox controller mid-game at my roommate, leapt to my feet and said “Hey man, I have to GO!” Once I arrived at her apartment and calmed her down I managed to ascertain that it was not her Grandmother who had died, but her goldfish. She said she wanted to have a funeral for her fish. I was…annoyed…but determined to compassionately help her cope because obviously, that goldfish MATTERED to her. I recommended she go get cleaned up and take a hot shower to relax, and while she was in there I called up a couple of my friends and some of her girlfriends. I had a buddy of mine go to the park at the small campus lake and dig a fish grave, I had her girlfriends take her out to lunch, then I got the floating carcass out of the bowl, wrapped it in toilet paper, and placed it in a jewelry box coffin. We went and had a full fish funeral with music and people speaking and Psalm 23 by the lake. Afterwards, when we were back at her apartment, she said “I don’t know why you did that, we should’ve just flushed it.” We broke up a few weeks later.
I drive long-haul bus routes. Some dude shows up without luggage one day to travel across the state. Weird. I ask him “No bags?”
“No man. I’m going to prison. Have to report for sentencing tomorrow.”
“Oh, Yikes. Don’t mean to pry, what for?” I totally meant to pry because I wasn’t about to have a m*rderer or some psycho r*pist on my bus for nine hours.
“Oh. I’m going to prison for this girl. She got caught with a bunch of dr*gs in her car. I was riding with her. It was gonna be her third strike so… I told the cops they were mine. I love her man. She’ll be waiting for me when I get out she says.”
HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA
In high school this girl who I was close friends with (but also had a not-so-secret crush on) told me once how she really loved those HUGE 7-foot-tall teddy bears, so I told her one day I’d buy her one and she laughed, writing it off as a joke.
Fast forward 3 years later when we’re going to the same local college and reconnected after slowly drifting apart after high school. She tells me one day that she’s sick so I do the only logical thing. Drive to Costco after class, drop 200 bucks on that huge teddy bear, stuff it into the backseat of my tiny Honda Civic, drive incredibly dangerously since the bear is taking up my entire rear window, and then show up at her front door. She says it feels too weird and romantic given our past (me having that not-so-secret crush back in high school and her having to tell me multiple times that we’re better off as friends) so I do the whole drive back and return the bear.
First girl, I asked out I left a chalk outline of a body on her driveway, along with a (clearly fake) police report indicating I was dying to go out with her. Yeah. I still cringe at the memory.
I met a girl and fell head-over-heels for her. She lived in another state, nevertheless, we started a long-distance relationship. Coincidentally, she had just lost her job, so I sent her money every week. (Almost my entire check) and I drove out to see her every chance I got. That autumn I found out she had a boyfriend and was just using me to pay her rent. I was at work when I found out and just… left. I had to confront her about deceiving me. I drove 3 hours to her house and by the time I got there, I knew it didn’t matter. She wasn’t the person I thought she was. I gave her everything I had for nothing in return. Instead of being mad or saying something that would ‘win her back’ I told her that she was a horrible person for lying to me; That I hope someday someone hurts her as much as she did me. The next day I went back to my job to see if I could get my last paycheck. My boss took me into his office and laid to me about being irresponsible and failing the company… While I was sitting there, I could barely hear him as all I could think about was how stupid I was and suddenly, I started crying. I mean torrents of tears, ugly cry. I must have bawled for a good ten minutes. My boss stopped berating me and silently waited for me to get control of myself. Then, in a very sympathetic tone, he told me “It’s ok. I was in love like that once. We all do stupid things in the name of love. Try to learn from this. It may seem like the world is ending but it’s not. You’ll be ok.” Then he sent me back to work stating that we never have to talk about it again. (He was a good boss and a great guy.)
I was so completely obsessed with a girl that I disregarded my own well-being and threw away any chance I had for success. We dated for 4 years while we were in school for Architecture. Towards the end of our degrees, she started having trouble with her thesis project and asked for help. In what can only be described as a lengthy period of insanity, I decided to stop working on my own projects and focus entirely on her thesis. I did everything for her – designs, drawings, models, and write-ups. Her presentation went flawlessly and she had the top grades in her class. As a result of staying up all night for weeks at a time and repeatedly delaying my own work, I failed most of my classes and dropped out of school. She was grateful and begged me to help her work on her master’s degree as well. No Problem! Got her straight A’s and a brand new diploma to add to her collection. She dumped me on graduation day and immediately began a relationship with someone who understood the importance of self-respect. I’m not even mad – It was entirely my own doing, and I learned some valuable lessons. Really expensive f*ck up though… cost me about 8 years of my life playing catch-up.
NEVER put a school relationship before your own success.
When my dad was in college, he had a long-distance gf that he knew was going to break up with him. He was pre-med and had access to a pig heart. Desperate times call for desperate measures. He ‘romantically’ mailed her a pig heart to represent how he wanted to give her his heart… via snail mail, in a regular box… the smells.
Not only did she break up with him, she called the cops.
When I was 20, I was dating a girl my own age and was absolutely in love with her (for a while). For Valentine’s Day, I brought home a large sheet of cardboard from work and cut it into a giant heart. I bought a red sweatshirt and some various paints and made my most embarrassing outfit to date. I painted the giant heart red and cut out an oval in the middle. I wrote on the heart ‘Will You Be My’, then wrote ‘Valentine?’ on the shirt. I painted my face red, stuck it through the hole in the cardboard, and then showed up at her job to surprise her.
Fortunately, she thought it was cute.
So did her gay co-worker.
A girl was leading me on, but also being obvious about it. I was stupidly believing I could change her ways and get her to actually date me. She had revealed she always wanted a giant teddy bear. So for her birthday/Valentine’s Day, I bought a giant bear costume from Amazon and like 90 roses. The idea was one for every day I had known her. Creepy and cringy af looking back.
Anyhow, she called me drunk the night before and screamed mean sh*t at me and I finally broke down and told myself she was a sh*tty person because she always was terrible to me and I let myself think I could change that because I was desperate to not be alone.
In the end, I created a sign that said “free bear hugs and roses for Valentine’s” and wore the bear suit onto our college campus on Valentine’s Day to give away all the roses. It made so many people happy that it was one of the best things I’ve ever done. So many hugs and girls were crying because they didn’t have to feel so alone on a sh*tty commercialized holiday. It was cool. Plus the football players all took a flower and hugged me, which was surprisingly wholesome.
I saw cuts on the arms of a girl whom I was close to in high school. I tried speaking to her about it and she said I wouldn’t understand. But I knew she had no one else to talk to, so what did I do? I tried telling her I would understand and she wouldn’t believe me. So I pretended I was also sad and anxious. My ‘opening up’ made her comfortable enough to open up. She was right though, I didn’t understand but at least she had someone to talk to even if I couldn’t offer much help.
We ended up dating for 2 years after both getting even closer due to all that. Anyway, she ended up turning against all her morals and everything she stood for. Turned into the people that were making her depressed and cheated on me.
Anyway, I must have done some Pavlov magic because now I actually am depressed.
Bought her everything and trusted her. I had an ex that constantly made me feel like her life was falling apart no matter how much she tried to get ahead. She would ask for things like cars usually cheap ones so I didn’t mind. Well, 3 cars later the amount was piling up. After the cars, I was helping her pay rent because she would tell me someone stole from her or something like that. She never could keep a job and I’d believe her when she would say all the bosses were jerks or s*xually harassing her so she was quitting. After a point, I was paying for her cable bill while working an average of 65 hours a week to cover everything. She drove a decent Mitsubishi Eclipse while I drove a run-down Neon. I trusted everything she said and while I was working every hour I wasn’t sleeping she was having s*x with every guy she could so they could provide for her as well. I never knew because I didn’t listen to anyone who said anything. When she got with my one close friend behind my back I managed to see who she was and we went our separate ways.
Fought with a hater in a comments section on one of her YouTube videos. The girl didn’t like I was getting into it with people on her videos and never asked me to stop just went to our principal and almost got suspended for it.
When I was 16, I wanted to buy my girlfriend a ring for her birthday. I had been working and saving up. My plan was to get a silver ring with her birthstone.. and pay around $600-700. I go to a jewelry store at the local mall and discover it is going out of business soon and had 70% off diamond rings! What an amazing deal, I thought. Why not get a diamond for the same price? Fast forward to her birthday party, and she’s opening her gifts in front of her entire family and friends. She opens mine and immediately lights up and puts the diamond ring on her ring finger. The room gasped and I nearly passed out. I realized immediately what I had done. I had bought an engagement ring. I thought her dad was gonna kill me right there. But after telling them what happened and a lot of convincing, they finally realized how funny it was. I exchanged the ring the next day.
I went up (at that time) the tallest ride in Asia where they send you up and drop you straight down.
I am absolutely terrified of heights….. And no she wasn’t impressed
Dude I knew:
His GF of 3 months breaks up with him before studying abroad; he says they can do long distance, she says she wants to enjoy her time and doesn’t want to date.
She goes to Europe. He empties his bank account to buy a ticket to Europe. He shows up at her apartment (she had given out her address to get ‘care packages’ from friends/family). She is shocked and freaked out to find him sitting by her front door. She flips out on him and tells him that he cannot stay with her.
He had already emptied his bank account so he spent the next week and a half trying to find places to sleep and finally just staying in the airport until his flight.
Things that seem romantic in the movies are not in real life.
Agreed to move into an apartment with her that was 40 miles away from my workplace (it was very close to her workplace). I spent 2-3 hours round trip in the car every day for over 2 years. I didn’t regret it at the time, but now I have a much shorter commute and realize how exhausted I was by the terrible commute.
Helped an old friend out financially. She was talking about killing herself on social media after a week of red-flag posts I had ignored up until the last one where she talked about taking pills and just dying in her sleep.
So I decided to reach out. I ended up spending many hours a day trying to get her spirits up. She was in an abusive relationship where the guy would take her money, get drunk/high, beat her up, and accuse her of stealing the money she had in her bank account.
I ended up helping her pay off some immediate bills, land a job, r getting out of that abusive relationship, helping her turn her debt around. It felt good to try and do something genuine for someone without the undertone or context of needing any reciprocation in any way. I already had a girlfriend in a happy relationship (this was a few years ago).
I would call her at night in case she needed to talk and find out what progress she had made. She was in better spirits, and that made me feel better about doing the right thing.
And then one day she didn’t answer her phone. I called again, and no answer so I left her a voice message. The next morning I shot a good morning text and it was never “read.” I went about my day. Later, I found out she had blocked me from social media, and her phone. She had gone back to the guy that was mooching all her money and beating her, and last I knew she moved back in with him in a ghetto apartment basement somewhere, quit her job and her car got repossessed.
Lesson learned.
Girl states she wants to be a sports medicine doctor, so you know what? I want to be a sports medicine doctor too.
5 years later: I’m in medical school while she changed career paths
Somehow this was the best decision I’ve made
I feel like I’ve posted this before but the stupidest, lamest, most ridiculous thing I ever did was say “bless you” to a girl who hadn’t sneezed because I for some f*cking stupid reason thought it’d start up a conversation.
It did. The conversation went “What? I didn’t sneeze” “Oh… my bad.”
At my high school, every hour, we get a 10 minutes pause and a 20-minute one ( basically lunch break ). At the time it was really cold and snowy, with the snow being near 1 meter and a half high. Through the glass windows, you could see the “violent” snowstorm easily ( in my country the weather is pretty messed up ). I had a crush on a girl ( and I probably still do ) that’s in my classroom, and since high school started I’ve been planning to express my feelings about her, I just didn’t know how. So, on that day, I decided to go through the snowstorm and buy one rose and wait for her in class as I knew that she wasn’t there ( she usually goes out on every pause, especially on the 20 mins one ). Those 15-20 minutes felt like more than 30; I had to find my way through the snow to the flower shop. I finally did it: I bought that rose, the biggest and the most beautiful one that was there. I got in the class and waited for her with insane anxiety ( as everyone, almost, in the class, after understanding who the flower was meant to be given to, was cheering on me).
She comes, I start walking towards her, with the insane anxiety still hanging there, and I give her the rose, in a pretty “common” way, but still elegant. I ask her out to watch a movie together, and she says that she will “probably” come, but I felt incredibly better and relieved.
What happened? She kept postponing our date and we never ended up going out together. I literally prepared myself like 4 times ( 4 different Fridays ) both physically ( clothing ) and mentally. She said to me, through someone I know, that she rejected me because of the bullies in my class, as half of the class started making fun of me bringing that flower to her, and that she “would have liked” to go out on a date with me.
Obviously, she didn’t.
I tried impressing a girl with fire. Ended up being rushed to the hospital with burns all over my hands and arms.
I got a pity hug a couple of days later from her. No regrets.
Gave a random (but amazing looking, like, future wife-looking) girl on the bus my bank pass…
I was not at all in the mood for conversation, but I didn’t want to maybe miss out on my soul mate. Guess I watched too many romcoms because I thought I’d drop a note or something. But, I had nothing of the sort on me. I did, however, have the bank pass to our house account. I never used it, but it had my initials and last name on it; enough for her to look me up on Facebook or something similar, I reckoned…
Needless to say, it was a disaster.
My moment came; I had to get off the bus, she didn’t look like she was going anywhere. I tried to be smooth and pretend to drop it while I was getting off the bus, but either she didn’t notice, or she didn’t care. So I got back onto the bus and awkwardly handed her my bank pass, muttering something like: “Could you give this back to me someday?”.
Never saw that girl again. Nor the pass, naturally… All I got was this mediocre story and endless ridicule from everyone I know because this story went around pretty fast once I told some friends. To be honest, the cumulative laughs they are to this day getting out of this story far exceeds the extreme awkwardness and failure of that day.
I was in a long-distance relationship, so all we could do is chat online. So I eventually stayed up every single night until 4-5 am just to chat. (She lived so far it was another time zone.)
She never really did the same but I started doing bad at school due to the lack (2-3 hours, sometimes even half an hour) of sleep. I slept after school so I never hung out with any friends or did something fun, instead, I had depression. I even got up 2 hours before I had to get ready to school to read the messages she left me the night before and send the new ones that she read when she got up. I also had a parental control program on my phone that limited my time to chat. So I stayed up every night and waited for my mom to go to sleep so I could use her phone. The worst time of my life.
Was so glad to realize how many problems I got freed from when we broke up (after heartbreak of course).
In high school, I had a huge crush on this girl. Found out she broke up with her boyfriend so after a few days I made my move and asked her out. She says yes and on the day of the date, she won’t answer her phone. Finally, after the 3rd try, she picks up and says she’s sick and has to cancel the date. I actually went to the drug store and bought like $20 in medicine, drove to her place and was greeted by her mom who informed me her daughter was not sick and was at the beach with her old boyfriend. Found out at school the next week that she only said yes to our date to make her old boyfriend jealous.
I “ran away” with her. It gets pretty wild.
We were in high school (I was 18, she was 17) and I had just moved across the state, roughly 8 hours away. We were dating for roughly 2 years, so this was a heavy blow. The reason I put “ran away” in quotes is because we came back two days later, and I never actually planned on running away forever. My plan felt like a good one at the time, and I still think it would’ve worked if sh*t didn’t hit the fan like it did.
I drove her around, “heading towards California” and my plan was to talk to her. Really make her open her eyes and realize running away was foolish. But as I was driving, she texts all of her family saying that she was running away with me. She also grabs my phone and texts my family for me, all while I obliviously drive. Naturally, our parents flip. They call the cops and, because of laws and her parents, I’m technically k*dnapping her. Oh, that doesn’t sound bad enough? The car I had just bought a few days ago, I didn’t transfer the title yet because the car was owned by an acquaintance who agreed to let me use the car after giving him a down payment. So grand theft auto. I accidentally committed grand theft auto.
The gf took the sim cards out of our phones so when I rolled up back at my house a couple of days later, I didn’t realize what kind of heck storm I was walking into. She did tell me that she told everyone we were running away, so stupid I decided to just leave the sim cards out while we were heading back.
Worst part? When I told my parents my intentions, they actually kinda understand and I didn’t get in trouble. Like at all. This is absolutely nuts because my mom was the type that smashed the f*ck out of my Xbox after not cleaning my room the first time she asked. GF got grounded for a very very long time.
I was in Vegas and was getting late for my flight so I rushed to the airport. I got there with 25 min to spare as I sat at the front of the terminal. I decided to call this girl I was interested in to catch up etc I got so hyper-focused on the conversation that I didn’t hear my name called 5 times and I ended up missing my flight while sitting literally in front of the gate. I stayed overnight at the airport and caught the next flight at 9 AM.
Send her a cringy love letter on Facebook (something along the lines of “I have never been loved but you’re the first person who has ever loved me” and “I have loved you since the first time I saw you”).
Stupid me was still new to Facebook, so it was posted to her wall instead of being a private message. I didn’t notice until a few days later when a friend of mine asked me about it, so my family probably saw it too.
It hurts a lot to remember and is the kind of sh*t that keeps me awake at night.
Drunkenly agreed to visit an aggressive dog she was dog-sitting. We were in grad school and it belonged to her best friend a few apartments down. This was a dog that had a reputation for chasing strangers, especially men, out of the house. The dog knew the girl very well (and was completely fine at that point) but struggled with new folks.
So we’re both hammered and expressing our mutual love of animals and talking about all of the pets we want to own one day and she gets super excited and suggests we go visit this dog that she’s dog-sitting. Worth noting at this point that the girl has a background in behaviorism and can definitely handle herself around challenging animals but I’m more of a hobbyist trainer and am nervous about the situation. So now I have a choice to make.
To this day I remember approaching the apartment’s yard and being overtaken by a sense of calm. I’d made peace with the fact that I was willing to roll the dice on a few bites for an opportunity to ahem get to know this fine young woman a little better.
She comes flying out the door with the dog (on a leash) who is dragging her toward me at a quick pace. I remember that I have made peace and confidently stride forward and offer the dog my hand. This time fortune favors the bold and the dog loves me, we have a great time, all of which earns HUGE brownie points for my companion.
That was almost 10 years ago now, she and I have been inseparable since and are engaged to be married this Fall. We own 2 dogs, 2 cats, and a turtle. After writing all of this out I apologize because I’m realizing this was definitely not the dumbest thing I’ve ever done for a girl. It is, however, my favorite dumb thing I have done for a girl.
I thought a girl I knew had the prettiest smile in the world.
So I learned calligraphy in an unheated basement in the winter in Minnesota. 4 hours a night, for three weeks with quill and parchment.
I walked through a blizzard to get her a perfect white rose, and to keep the rose from freezing I kept it inside my jacket and held my jacket close with my bare hand. My hand literally froze stiff by the time I got home, and it took thirty minutes of cool water to thaw it.
I wrote her a note on parchment saying she is the most beautiful woman in the world, and I would like to take her on a date. Wrapped it around the stem of the rose, and dropped it off at school.
10+ plus years later I’m happily dating the love of my life, who is not the girl who said no to the rose.
Uprooted my whole life. Moved 3000 miles away from my family and everyone I had ever known. Left my modest community college and a part-time job at a fast food place because she had graduated from a university and got her Bachelors in nursing to pursue her career. My achievements were “modest” and slow going. I put myself second.
We are no longer together.
When I was in college there were a bunch of us in an apartment and we got on the topic of this girl’s pepper spray. Now, for context, I had recently been told that someone has accidentally gotten a little of their pepper spray in their mouth and it wasn’t THAT bad so wanting to look big and strong or something, I volunteered to spray some in my mouth because “how bad could it be?”
So, I sprayed it. Directly. Into. My. Mouth.
(Kids don’t do this at home.)
It was immediately the worst physical sensation I’ve ever felt.
I could barely breathe, my whole face went numb and tears were streaming out of my eyes.
I went outside in case I was going to throw up and also because I was extremely embarrassed.
She ended up coming out and spending time with me to make sure I was alright. So boys and girls and all in between, I hope the lesson you get from this is to always check your facts before blindly believing information you heard as an offhand comment before demonstrating said knowledge in front of a cutie.
This girl I liked in HS loved games and puzzles. I made her one of those little game books with puzzles I made. The grand finale was a word jumble that spelled out “Will you go out with me” as the correct answer. I gave it to her at the movies and she was filling it out while we waited for the previews. When she solved the jumble, she looks over and starts laughing at the cruel laugh only a teenage girl can produce. She then started throwing popcorn at me until I got up and left.
My friends still refer to this as “Rumble in the Jumble.”
When I was dating my wife in college, she lived on a 10-acre lot in a suburb of Houston. I lived on campus at the University of Houston’s main campus.
One weekend she said she wasn’t going to have a good weekend because she had to mow and work in the yard. Told her I’d come and help if she needed it it. I didn’t have a car but that didn’t stop me from offering. She said, “How would you get here”. “I don’t know, I’ll figure something out. I’ll walk if I had to”. “No, you wouldn’t.
Challenge accepted. I walked from school down I-45, east across Loop 610, over the big a** bridge, to I-10 eastbound to Beltway 8. North on Beltway 8 up to Hwy 90 and down the eastbound Hwy 90 to Crosby Tx.
Walked all night (20+ miles), got there at 630am, and mowed. Didnt, think how I’d get back. Luckily a friend took me home.
Been married for almost 15 years.
I almost got married. My last girlfriend was bipolar and pretty abusive. She broke up with me on a weekly basis for no reason other than she enjoyed tormenting me.
After we had been dating for a couple of months, she broke up with me on Christmas Day morning at my mother’s house because she was bored and got mad that I didn’t want to skip out on Christmas lunch with my family. I told her how much I loved her and that I could see myself marrying her. She took that as a proposal and I ended up spending the last $200 to my name on an engagement ring the following day. I had $0.54 left in my checking account and closed out my savings account.
Fast forward a couple of weeks and she decided she was going to leave me if I didn’t agree to just get married in a courthouse. She kept saying she’d stop threatening to break up with me all the time if we were just married. So we got a marriage license. (I had no idea before that that it costs money to get a d*mn marriage license). She didn’t have any friends because she was extremely good at burning bridges every time she got mad at someone. So I had to try to find someone to be the witness. None of my friends would do it. I even tried to get my sister to do it and she got furious with me about the whole ordeal. So it never happened.
We continued dating for a little over a year after that. My ex just filled out the marriage license herself and posted it to Facebook and pretended like we were actually married. Everyone I knew got pissed at me. I started setting all the bridges on fire with my closest friends and my family. Eventually, I just got really tired of constantly fighting to keep her happy. I couldn’t look at myself in the mirror because I was so ashamed of how I’d treated everyone who loved me. When I quit playing her games she started cheating on me and eventually broke up for good on Valentine’s Day after I walked in on her screwing her 40-year-old boyfriend in the apartment I paid for. (We were 20 years old, and I was paying for everything by maxing my student loans from college.) It still took her two months to move out.
The happy ending is that I managed to mend all the relationships I had with my friends and family and I did finish my Bachelor’s degree in math and physics and graduated with honors. I’ve been very single for 9 years now, but I at least respect myself now.
Backed out of going into the army when I was a few weeks out from basic training. Declined the chance to go to the police academy after passing the written test. Moved nearly 600 miles away to a place I hated and knew no one. Worked 65+ hours a week at a job I couldn’t stand in order to pay the bills while she went to college full-time. She had health issues the entire time we were together (ulcerative colitis). I did everything possible to support her and make her life as easy as it could be. She ended up having surgery to fix her issues (total colectomy) and spent about 6 months in the hospital due to complications. She got the lap band surgery at the same time as the other and lost about 80 pounds over the next year. After she graduated and started her teaching career I was supposed to be able to go to college myself. What actually happened was after she graduated she began cheating on me. She’d lost all of her weight, gotten healthy, and felt like she needed a fresh start. Told me I was a reminder of what her life was like before. Wasted 6 years of my 20s with her that I’ll never get back. Moved in with my parents (I was never able to save money because she didn’t work until the end) and started having health issues of my own. Diagnosed with multiple sclerosis not long after. It wasn’t all bad though. I got a best friend out of it (my dog) and was able to meet someone who really cares for me after I moved back home.
I got a tattoo for her, and a big one. We have been together for 6 years after meeting in college and up until the last 6 months things had been perfect.
I got a quarter sleeve of the “cornerstone” building on campus with our wedding date made to look like it was engraved into the building. We also got engaged in front of that building.
We didn’t break up, but a few weeks ago we decided to postpone the wedding. now the date on the building is irrelevant.
She showed up at my job in the mi idle of my shift, crying about her sister getting arrested and how it’s so unfair, it’s her first time, she’s going to have a record blah blah blah. (I love her sister, good kid, it was a sh*tty situation and she didn’t deserve that to happen to her) She needs money to help bail her out. So in my dumbness, I’m went to the bank and pull out all of my savings, for this 5000 dollar bail.
And we get there to be told to wait, till Monday since she was arrested on Saturday and they won’t let her out on the weekends. On the way back, I really asked myself “Did I really just take out all the money I had saved up?” “I’ve only been dating her for 2 months, why am I even involved in this” “Why the f*ck didn’t you call your mom and dad or something”
I told her to call her parents and I broke up with her shortly after, since I almost got shot the next time I saw her.