When I was 16, I dated a girl who happened to be very Christian. I happen to be an Atheist. This wasn’t even the bad part. After about four months of dating, we were at my house. We began making out furiously. After a while, the making out turned to dry-humping. No big deal, right? That’s what I though. After we’d stopped, she bolted up, looking horrified. She then took it upon herself to explain, in great detail, how dry-humping is disappointing God, and that she feels that God leaves her side when she misbehaves. I spend the next 20 minutes holding her while she sobbed hysterically. The next week I found out that she’d cheated on me. Twice.
Double dealbreaker.

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