Lando_Griffin wrote:Any bint hit me, she'd be out the door quicker than a Chinaman's orgasm.
I thought the same thing.
The girl I mentioned before started shooting dishes to me. You can't hit her, because you're a gent.
So what you do? you dump her. Easy no? I left her and went to my house.
At 2 am I got a sms that said "take care of my dogs". I feared the worst, and I went to her home, I had to enter her home from the balcony, and she was in the floor. I slapped her, and make her barf and called 112. It was the worst night in my life, I learned things like the dosis of sleeping pills are thought so that a full go isn't lethal. I had to search between the vomit the pills so that I could know whay she ate. Not nice.

My friends told me it was not my fault, that she was mad. But no matter what reason says mate, if she had died that night I'm sure I wouldn't have got over it. When people is so depressed or so mad to throw you dishes or jars, then she/he may be mad to do the worst.
From there I hadn't the balls to dump her again, so I just tried to provoke she dumped me. It was only a year, but a year that it was a nightmare. What doesn't kill you makes you stronger they say, but I'd preffer to have saved that lesson in my life.