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		<title>Because You Don&#8217;t Love Me.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 12 Nov 2008 16:28:12 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[I knew Josh and Jake for years. They were “that” couple, always together, always holding hands, giving each other kisses, never going anywhere without each other. They were cute and it made everyone around them happy to see how in love they were.  It was sad for me to find out that Josh got a [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=19&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>For My Best Friend.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 17 Sep 2008 17:19:09 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Jasmine and I have been best friends since freshman year in High School. She was actually the first person I met when my family moved to New York. People say that for some reason when two girls hang out together they begin to talk alike, dress alike, look alike. They simply become sisters. That was [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=16&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Addiction.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 05:22:41 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Brad and Lucy have been friends for years. They met during one of their friend’s parties and hit it off very well. Lucy was in a serious relationship at the time and Brad was married. They became really close friends. Years passed and Brad’s wife divorced him. Lucy and her fiance broke up. They both [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=15&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>You Have To Be Gentle With Me.</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 02 Jul 2008 18:15:45 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[On Lana’s twenty-first birthday we had lots of plans. First we went to dinner at a cute Mexican place by NYU, then for a few drinks at a bar near by, and then we hit the club scene of New York City. It was a girls’ night out and it was eight of us. Lana [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=13&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Self-Destructor.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 29 Jun 2008 20:00:37 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Marina and I met in High School. We didn’t have much in common, but for some reason became friends rather quickly. I had all these dreams and hopes for my future, and she kind of lived her life one day at a time.  After High School we managed to remain very close friends. I went [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=12&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Please Stay.</title>
		<link>http://heartbreakstories.wordpress.com/2008/06/25/please-stay/</link>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 15:43:55 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Catalina’s family was from Monteriggioni, a small town in Tuscany. They moved to US right before Catalina was born. When she grew up it didn’t come as a surprise to her family that she loved food and wanted to be a chef. Even though her parents loved their new country, they truly believed that no [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=11&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>No, I Won&#8217;t.</title>
		<link>http://heartbreakstories.wordpress.com/2008/06/22/no-i-wont/</link>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 22 Jun 2008 19:30:08 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Derek came into my life during my junior year in college. He was a metal head who drank a lot and loved his car. Since I wasn’t single and wanted nothing more than a friend, we hit it off pretty well. Derek had lots of girls…. They came and went. I think the longest relationship [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=10&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Coffee?</title>
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		<pubDate>Wed, 18 Jun 2008 06:02:51 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[My friend Alex was celebrating his 30th birthday. A small group of us invaded a cozy Mexican restaurant and after the first round of margaritas it was decided that the rest of the night will be spent here. There were only eight of us. After about four margaritas each, conversations got louder, funnier and messier. [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=9&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>A Ring in a FedEx Box.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 20:15:32 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[Robert and I met at my first full time job right out of college. I was working as an office assistant for a pretty large media company. Robert was one of the web designers. We bumped in to each other while I was giving out company T-Shirts. A friendly conversation turned in to “Hi!s” in [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=4&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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		<title>Come Crash My Guys’ Night.</title>
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		<pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 20:32:24 +0000</pubDate>
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		<description><![CDATA[After being in New York for many years I decided that I needed a break. Los Angeles here I come. I got a job at a small Real State firm in West Hollywood. Bree was one of the real states agents there and she welcomed me with a warm smile and a few drinks after [...]<img alt="" border="0" src="http://stats.wordpress.com/b.gif?host=heartbreakstories.wordpress.com&amp;blog=3986721&amp;post=7&amp;subd=heartbreakstories&amp;ref=&amp;feed=1" width="1" height="1" />]]></description>
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