I figure that every girl has two types of exes in her life. There is the ex whom you’re still in love with and hope that you will one day be reunited with by romantically running into him on a busy street in New York after years of not seeing one another. In this scenario, you are just breaking up with another dude only to discover that you and your ex are perfect for one another.
And you’re Gwyneth Paltrow.
He’s a dreamboat: yacht-owning and Armani-clad. Sweet, wonderful, kind, rich — sigh.
And then there’s what I like to call the Funk-Master-Sketch-Ex. Funk Master (for short) is that dude in high school who really screwed you over and left you an emotional wreck. Funk Master Sketch also applies to the dudes (notice the plural) who screw you over in college. Funk Master Sketch always has a way of re-entering your life whether it’s in person or in the form of a bill from your psychiatrist.
- Natalie Krinsky, Yale Daily News
Hahha extremely vivid and accurate description. Unfortunately most of mine fall into the latter category.





