Name: Gabriella Anderson
Age: 20

If I told you that I knew that this was ever going to happen, then i would be lying. But if I said that I didn't expect it, then I would also be lying.

It all started when I first layed eyes on him, his beautiful green eyes... he looked at me about 5 times that night, my friend Rebecca noticed that he was looking at me.
R: Your that guy's eye candy over there!
M: You think so? He's kind of cute...
I said blushing. Rebecca got out of her seat and walked over to him. I stopped her.
M: What the hell are you doing?!
R: Wait and see.  *bave*
She waltz over to him, I just stared at her as she was talking to him, she was whispering in his ear because she didn't want his friends around him to hear. She then pointed at me and my face went as cherry tomato red! What the hell is she doing?! He then winked at me, in more of an perverted way than a sexy way, of course I then had my doubts, but he still looked hot!
Rebecca then sat down in his seat as he walked over to me.. Oh god! What should I do, I said to myself, does my hair look ok?! Oh lord!!
L: Hi, my name is Luke, whats yours?
M: My name is Gabriella Anderson, nice to meet you.
L: Likewise.. So do you want to get out of this place?
M: To where?
L: My apartment is just 2 blocks away.
M: What the hell?! I have only met you 2 seconds ago, and you want to me to go to your house?!
L: Fine.. How are you?
M: Fine..
L: do you want you dance?
M: Sure.
He took my hand and then we hit the dancefloor.. It was almost as if he was the DJ himself because as soon as we were on the floor, a slow song played. I was about to sit down but then he stopped me..
L: I said we should dance, so it doesn't matter how fast or slow it is.
I just stayed, I didn't want to say no to those beautiful eyes! Then we danced under the flashing lights, he takes the lead, then he puts his hands around my waist. I took his hands off of my waist.
M: Yes we can dance, but you've gotta watch your hands!
L: Sorry, I just can't brace myself from your beautiful body..
I blushed..  But his sweet words aren't going to get me to open up my legs.. I'm alot harder to please. We carried on dancing, I put my head on his chest..
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When the song finished we ended up kissing on the chairs.
L: Do you want to go to my place now?
M: In fact.. I think I'd better get going to my place. It was nice meeting you though!
L: Do you think I'm going to let you go that easy?
He picked me up and took me to his apartment, I didn't even try to make my way out of this.. I actually didn't mind to go.
--
Then that was it, I fell inlove with him. But then the player broke my heart.
[The argument]
M: Luke, where were you last night?
L: I told you hunny at a business meeting.
M: That you told me finished 2 hours ago.
L: I got home a little late, whats the big deal?!
M: The big deal is that you didn't even call me to tell me you were going to be late.
L: Look baby it must of slipped my mind.
He came and hugged me, I smelt a familiar perfume.
M: Why do you smell like that?
L: Smell like what?
M: You smell of woman's perfume
L: Its must be yours.
M: No.. I have D&G... This is Givenchy.. You've been with a girl haven't you?!
L: No honey, there were alot of females at the meeting.
M: That smells like Rebecca!
I burst into tears.
M: tell me you didn't sleep with Rebecca!!! Tell me!!!!!!!!!!!
I started to break down into tears...
L: What?! I didn't
Hi phone vibrated...
M: Give me that phone.
L: What?
M: GIVE ME THAT PHONE!
Luke hesitated to give it to me, but then he finally did. I took the phone and saw that the text was from Rebecca
M: Oh my god!! It's true!!!!
Luke looked down sorrow
I opened the text and read it..
[i]hey babe... I hope you didn't get caught by the little sl*t... Argh.. I'm missing you already, hope to see you tomorrow... Love you with all my heart and soul xxx[i]
More tears trickled down my face...
M: Get out.
L: *sigh* Ok, let me get my stuff
M: What stuff? I'm going to burn them, and leave before you get burnt with them.
L: What?!
M: WHAT PART OF GET OUT DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?!
Luke went opened the door.
L: Good bye Gabriella.
M: F*ck off!
I said with a smile, trying to hide my feelings. He then walked of the door and I burst out in tears.
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[The next day]
I woke up at 9 am and went for my morning jog, I'm a very sporty girl. I just wanted to run and run and run and leave all of my worries and problems behind..

Last edited by MysteriousMystery (02-09-2010 09:34)

Oh yeah.. I was with him, once upon a time.
He controlled me, telling me I looked pretty in dresses which covered up everything. Always saying that it would be better if he chose what I wore to parties. I snapped one day, he told me I looked ugly and fat, he only wanted me to cover up so no one could pity him for what i am. He became violent and cornered me. There was no way out for me. He made my life hell, he made me despise myself. I was pregnant with his baby but my life was such a mess that I had a miscarriage. He tortured me as much as he could. He forced me to go to a strip club with him. He kept on groping all those strippers arses. I hated him and myself for not running away. Now this is me trying to move on, but still stuck with his sense of fashion style. I always have to look behind my back. Please get me out of this mess!!

I'd like to see in a man, someone who is caring,gentle, makes me feel loved and doesn't make me despise my own self, who isn't controlling. I would just like someone to make me safe.

Last edited by Susanna112 (02-07-2010 02:05)

I was with a man before and he always used to threat invisibly like I was a nobody. when he talked to me It would be an order. I was sick of that and I didn't know he was too, I didn't say anything because I loved him with all my heart but he broke It In 10000 little pieces. The last time I saw him I was making us break fast. Now here I am In the kitchen wearing the same clothes of the break up ever since. I would never leave the house I quit my job and all I did was lay on the kitchen table. I was watching TV and I saw the add for this and I called right away and told them my story. I am now interested In trying something different so I am now looking for a woman that Is sweet,kind,loving and knows how to have a good time!

My name is Nixie. I've been hitting the party scene a little too hard since my boyfriend Seth left me. I have to tell you that I did not see it coming. We were happy! Seth's band had just been signed to a record label and I thought that he was going to bring me with when they went on tour. I guess I was wrong because he dumped me the day before his flight to L.A. His excuse was that it would be to difficult to keep the relationship going while he focused on the band. I knew that what he really meant was that he wanted to be single so he could hook-up with random groupies. After three years together I was suddenly single so I tried to numb the pain with alcohol and partying. Not smart I know but it worked for a while. Then I realized that you can't meet good guys if you spend half your days drinking and clubbing so I made the choice to stop. I just want to find a guy who loves me enough to put me first, so I can do the same for him. The problem with Seth is he only thought of himself while I tried to be everything for him. I just need a guy who isn't self-centered and knows what he wants. I like artsy guys but I'm totally through with musicians.

I'm Carlisle. Just call me Carla, I hate my name. SHE used it too often. Too often, even though I hated this name. But in her lips it sounded... different. Enchanting. She knew how to make me herself...
It's not that I'm interested only in girls. But I had relationships only with them. Some of them was one-night adventure, some was not, but it lasted only a few months. I was breaking up and  didn't expected that it hurts so much...
But let's get back to the point. I was in relationship with Danielle for a year and half. I thought she was the one I was looking for. Confident but caring and she had this ability to hold back when necessary. Also beautiful, but smart... I thought she was my one true love.
We were living together, but sth went wrong. She was overprotective and jealous, when it came to me talking with other girls. But it didn't cause me to worry. I was too blind, especially by the way she was saying my name. She made me to o everything for her...
How we broke up? She did it. She just said it's over and that she's bored with me. It caused me to stand up and defend yourself, we made an argue... I threw her out of my house, but... It doesn't change the fact I loved her. Then I realized that being with girl is too difficult. So I've tried to find boy of my life, but... I couldn't. Then one of my ex-girlfriends said that I could try here... So I'm trying.



I'm looking for caring boy, who know when hold back. He can be metrosexual, it doesn't matter to me. Also he has to be sweet, but confident. Not overprotective and not jealous. Okay, little jealousy, but not more. Also he has to be quite smart. I want to feel like i was with Danielle, but... Not at all. He must be understanding.

Last edited by Kimi666 (02-07-2010 09:19)

My name is Chloe and this is my story.
I was lonely. That was about it.
The last boyfriend I had was the biggest disappointment in my entire life.
He cheated on me with my best friend, and now here I was sad, empty and kinda dead inside.
In my spare time, for not to think about sad things I spend all my time doing something I did when I was younger. I danced ballet - I dance ballet like a crazy person!
In the end of the day my feet were sore and my physical pain made me forget my physological pain.
He had been my first. And here I was, thinking of the past and not looking at the future - that was enough - I was about to change my life.

I like men that are kind, intelligent, sweet and romantic. Tall and with blue eyes.

Last edited by Anniezinhaw (02-07-2010 12:32)

I'll enter Mei, I should let you know I won't be lonely for valentines day tho

lol, my entry will be in soon-ish, I havn't entered a MR for ages, expesh one of the girls ones, I can't wait

Hi, I’m Lucia and I’m 26 years old.
I wouldn’t actually say I’m broken hearted, because my heart is long gone. He took it away with him…my love, my hope and all my being, David.
We were a happy couple; at least I was happy with him. David and I were together from my twenty-first birthday, I meet him as a waiter at the party. He was kind and so different from other men I knew. He was a fresh breeze in my boring, posh life. David made me feel normal, with him I didn’t need to discuss my heritage, my money, my successful family; I was just a girl in love.
But after two years…gosh I still have problems, talking about this. After two years he was gone. The only thing he left was a photo of us, taken on the beach on our second anniversary and a note on my pillow:
Luce,
I have to go. I don’t, nor have I ever loved you. I know this is hurting you, but you must know. Being with you was fun, I had money and everything I pleased, but you suffocated me with all your plans.
Take care.
David

Now my life has no meaning, it’s empty. I do go to work and do all the normal things people of my age do, but there’s still something missing. I need someone who will love me and maybe share his heart with me. I don’t really care for the looks; I just want him to be kind, smart and simple.

I thought we were perfect for each other, I was blinded by his love. Well, what I thought was love. & I hate myself, cause I still love him, even after what he has done to me, what he has made me. Let me explain.
We met when I was 17, at a night club, I am now 20. We exchanged numbers, just before leaving the club, & about an hour later, he phoned me to ask me on a date. It went perfectly, & the rest was history. We was happily together for a year, but thats when things started to change. He wanted me to dress how he wanted me to dress, & where I was so blind, I agreed. I was always wearing small skirts, & low cut tops, heels & quite a bit of make-up. But then Danny started to find things he wanted changed about my body as well. He always seemed happy with my breasts, I mean I was naturally big, I was a DD, but he wanted me to be bigger, so asked me to get a boob job. I agreed as I couldn't see the harm in it, & I wanted to make him happy, I loved him. I love him. He told me he didn't want me to be too much bigger, but just a little. So I went to a FF. Three sizes bigger than my natural boobs. But then he wanted more things to change about me, he one day asked me if I had ever considered going blonde. I had many times, but never gone through with it as I love my natural coloured shade of brunette. But I dyed my hair anyway, to make him happy. There were a few more things that Danny asked me to change, but only small silly things that I thought nothing of at the time. Then one day after Danny went to work, he accidentally left his phone at home. I picked it up to call his work, but instead saw a message from a girl whos name I noticed. I was pretty sure I had come home to Danny with her one night in the living room, Danny claimed she worked with him & she was just about to leave. Naturally I asked him a load of questions once she was gone, & the name I was looking at on the text was the same as the name he had told me was hers. I didn't think much of it but opened the text just in case it was some thing important for work that I needed to inform him about, but instead I found this, "Meet me at the coffee house at 11, we can head back to my place later."
I dropped the phone to the floor, & got my self dressed quickly, in clothes that I wanted to wear, jeans, one of my favourite tops, & a long coat as it was nippy out. I waited at the coffee house from 10:30, just in case, & I kept my head down so I wasn't recognised. Dead on 11 Danny was there, & he walked straight over to the girl who he apparently worked him, & they kissed. So yeah I know that a kiss can be just a friendly gesture, so I waited a bit longer. Danny pulled her chair round towards him & they were  flirting like how you see two teenagers flirt. I felt physically sick. I had ordered a hot chocolate, & a strawberry milkshake, I thought they deserved a little treat each. So I picked them both up, threw the milkshake at Danny, & the hot chocolate, which I must say was HOT, at the girl. Danny pushed the girl off his lap & chased after me. He tried to tell me she was nothing to him, they was just having sex. I laughed in his face, & walked away. But once I got home, I broke down into tears. We shared a flat together, so I had all his stuff packed & ready by the door for when he got home. He tried to talk me out of it, told me he was sorry, that it was a mistake. But thats when everything dawned on me. I was never the right girl for Danny, he was trying my make me into the right girl, I wasn't though, & this would just keep happening if not with this girl, with another. I came so close to forgiving him, & some times I still think I should. Cause I love him, & I hate myself for it, but I do. Its been 7 months since we split up, & I only ever leave the house for several minutes to buy groceries. I havn't made an effort with the way I look for all them months, but I just keep dying my hair blond, as it gives me a kind of warmth to think he is still kind of here. But now as valentines is getting closer, I want to get over him, I want to move on.

The qualitys that I most look for in a guy is dark hair, dark skin, brown eyes, or blue. He has to make me laugh, & he must not be a lier.

My name; Paris Perry
My age ; 20
My occupation; Hairdresser + a little modelling on side.
(have not worked at either for 7 months, as boss told me to get back on my feet)

Last edited by JodieBabeyx (02-07-2010 13:26)

This time last year i was with him just before he went of to new york. The trust in our relationship was shot he'd cheated before but promised he would change so i listened and we tried again. He got back from new york a few days before valentines day and told me he couldnt come and see me because he had no petrol, little did i know that he was off to see a different girl. On valentines day. i couldnt believe it. i thought he had changed but it was all lies. But i didnt care i was in love with him. he ended up dumping me for this other girl. My life was shattered. i did nothing for months. i Quit my job. and ended up watching the entire of sex and the city back to back and many other series on tv. I couldnt sleep because i used to dream he came back to me and it was too painful to wake up and him to not be there. And there was nothing i could do about it. no way to win him back. so here i am now almost a year later and still no change.



(Sad thing is, that happened to me, but i did manage to pick my self up, dust myself off and get over it.)

Hi, I'm Tessa Ramstein. I hope you can accept my application into the Lonely Hearts Club. See, I'm not exactly broken hearted. How can you have your heart broken if you've never been in love? I've never even been kissed, if I'm honest. I guess I don't know where to start. I'm shy and I find it hard to talk to guys. Plus I don't get to meet many guys in my job, not of my own age anyway. I work in a nursing home full of old people. I love my job, and the residents are great company, but it's exhausting and the average age of the people I see every day is 87. Not exactly rich pickings for me, I'm only 28!
Most of the people I went to school with are settled down with husbands and kids now, or in high flying jobs. I'm happy with my job, it's very rewarding and I really connect with the residents, it's just my love life that needs help.
I don't really know what kind of guy I'm into, as I've never been on a date. I guess someone kind and funny, caring and sweet, who'll love me for who I am. Is that too much to ask?

Name: Amandine Bouvier
Age: 20

Well... You might recognize my face from some advertising campaigns or should you be interested in fashion from the catwalk and magazine spreads, because I'm a model. Not your Giselle Bundchen/Kate Moss type of supermodel but I am quite well-known in the industry, well-known enough to get booked by the big names. But I'm not here to tell you about my career, because there is on other part of my life that is to say the least a building site without much prospect of ever being finished...

Yes, I'm a 20-year-old Model from Paris who just had her heart broken. And you might say that I'll be ok, because I'm a model and men like models and I'll find a new boyfriend in no time, and you're probably right. Except that I don't attract the right type of guys... It would seem that all the men I ever get to know just need a pretty decoration for their living room rather than an actual girlfriend who talks and walks... And most importantly is able to form her own opinion rather than just repeat whatever the man says... Really, just because I'm pretty doesn't mean I have the IQ of a cheese knife. (Although to be exact I have no idea what the IQ of a cheese knife is... So should it be high in fact I would like to apologize to the cheese knife.)

Well, I think you realize that I'm just a little bitter... Because I didn't get cheated on, no one left me for a younger or prettier girl and neither did I loose a beloved husband or boyfriend by a tragic accident... No my boyfriend left me because I talked too much!!! Just one night when we came home from a party he threw me out of his appartment, saying that I talked too much. When I asked him shocked what he meant by that he said the following:
"Why can't you just sit next to me, look pretty and nod when I say something?"
After which I slapped him and left for good. I mean of course I had gotten into a fight with one of his business partners about child labour in india but really I wouldn't feel right if I hadn't confronted him about the fact that his company has a very bad reputation... I just can't stop myself! But that is no reason to be so... so sexistic!!! I just can't believe that I told myself I loved a man like that, for christ's sake I thought I would marry that man!
And really in my experience all men seem to be the same, so I'm applying here because I refuse to let hope die just yet. This is my last chance to find a man who will accept the fact that beauty and brain can come in a package (not that I'm Einstein, but I'm definitely not a total bimbo).
Someone who will actually care about my personality and like me for it instead of considering it as collateral damage, a guy who is smart but with a good sense of humour, who can accept that I'm a model and who is confident, I like confident guys.
In any case I haven't given up believing in love and the male sex yet, I still hope that somewhere out there I'll find my Prince Charming! Maybe it will be here in the Lonely Heart's Club?

Just in case:

I want a MAN who is:
confident
fun
smart
independent

Last edited by MiaChanelle (02-09-2010 00:46)