When I was 22, my boyfriend of the moment was a policeman. My mother adored him.... far more than I did. He wanted to marry me. I broke it off. He went on, after me, to date a lady who made her living, being photographed in her underwear.... or not, spread over the bonnet of a car. I think he went on to be the policeman at a little one man station somewhere in the back of beyond.
2007-05-28 21:14:45
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answered by Lauren J 6
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Mine actually lives about 2 miles away from me but at least a comfortable distance for now. At least it is not down the hall anymore. LOL.
2007-05-28 14:01:30
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answered by icunurse85 7
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I really don't have a 'one that got away' any longer. I thought I did for a long time but recently I realized.. I let that 'one' go and it doesn't deserve the glorification I've given it all this time.
2007-05-28 11:33:52
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answered by Sr Tamara Specialist 4
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I'm assuming somewhere in England, which is where he was when I knew him or maybe he went back to Ibiza which is where we talked about going together before he broke my heart.
2007-05-28 11:59:34
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answered by Cyndie 6
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I heard, somewhere in the Rockies.
2007-05-28 11:07:16
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answered by Lov'n IT! 7
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Last I heard he was in California.
2007-05-28 11:13:52
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answered by Anonymous
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In jail for being a drugged up jerk..
2007-05-28 11:14:13
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answered by StarShine G 7
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don't know, wish i did
2007-05-28 11:06:29
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answered by itsthewill 6
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