Reasons Why He Stopped calling her/ left her...

Dating is tough, and so is finding the right person for you. Sometimes a budding new relationship dissolves with out explanation leaving you wondering, “what happened?” Below are a few explanations that may or may not apply. As I am a guy, they are from a guy’s point of view. Enjoy and please leave a comment, perhaps you have other explanations that you’d like to share, or perhaps you’d like to leave a woman’s point of view. Remember this is all fun and games so play nice.

He’s not a cutter

He could no longer swallow the truth when asked the question, “Do I look fat in these jeans?”

The last time he made out with her, she smelled like the after taste of a McDonald’s value meal. To be fair he had, had a #2 value meal early that day, so I guess technically he could have just smelled himself. Unfortunately, she is now and forever associated with that smell.

Her broad shoulders, lack of hips, and man hands, prevented him from making it to first base; that and the fact that he was too afraid to ask, “Are you now, or have you ever been a man?”

He recently realized that he was only dating one of her many, many personalities.

His work schedule, and her recruiting people into an occult did not mesh.

Finding out that she was the kind of girl that would try anything once was kind of a turn on when he first met her. That is, until he found out that she pretty much already had.

He found out she was one of the 26 percent that thought the president was doing a good job.

He was willing to look past her and her family’s unusual interest in taxidermy, because she was so hot. That is, until he met Grandma Green (1918-2003). There’s something rather unsettling about having to regularly dust your Grandmother.

She regularly bit him, and not during passionate moments, but during more mundane events. I.E. lying on the couch watching T.V., Meeting the folks, Driving in rush hour traffic. Was she hungry? Did she want a sandwich? He may never know. Use your words lady!

It didn’t bother him so much when she used Internet language, like Lol, Brb, and Rotflmao in e-mails and text messages, but when she started incorporating them into actual conversations that’s where he drew the line.

Her perfume reminded him of that time when he was seventeen and got drunk on vodka and blackberry wine coolers, with his buddies at one of their mom’s house while the mom was out of town.šIf it makes her feel better, he can no longer drink blackberry wine coolers.

If you thought it was her enormous collection of voodoo dolls that made him cut and run you were wrong. It was when he couldn’t tell if she was joking or serious when all of a sudden she started to speak in tongues.

She refused to understand that sometimes, people just need to play video games.

She had difficulty grasping the concept that game time wasn’t rebuilding her self-esteem time.

Stuffed animals and horse figurines are awesome for a twelve or thirteen year old; not so awesome for a twenty somethings or thirty somethings. Especially when she insists on introducing him to each of them by name.

She asked him to hide her stash while she “chills out” for a while.

And that is all for now….