Hey, hey, Waffle gang, I do hope you are well. My name is Mark and today we're checking

out some more relationship stories and if you do love a Reddit story, why not consider

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with today's first story.

Now, today's first story comes from a throwaway account.

It's titled, Oh, you have me living a life for a year.

Maybe I'll just go ahead and dismantle every aspect of your life.

And it says, well, I was had. I'd been took. I'd been hoodwinked, bamboozled,

leather stray, run a mock. This is a trailer trash roller coaster all aboard, and let me just say,

it comes with an update too. The lies. I thought it was in a slightly tumultuous, but overall fun relationship for a year. I'd gotten

out of a 12 year relationship when I met fuck boy. He was so charming and handsome I thought I won

the lottery. He was super pushy about saying I love you first and defining our relationship.

He introduced me to his family. His niece started calling me

auntie. He tells me about his three children and their mothers and lies about how the mother

of his oldest hates him and is keeping him away from the kid. But then things started getting weird.

His ex started calling all the fucking time, multiple times a day. They had children

together, but the grandmother had custody. The liar was told to make it seem normal, was that

both of them had jobs where they traveled a lot, so they signed legal guardianship over to

grandma to make schooling and emergency issues easier.

Then she moved down to the city, we were living in for work training.

Then she was moving down permanently without the kids.

When I asked why the kids weren't coming, the lie I was told is they need to stay in the

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