Museum of Broken Hearts

29 Oct

The other day, BBC News ran an interesting article about The Museum of Broken Hearts.  It’s a traveling exhibit made up entirely of souvenirs from failed relationships.  The exhibit include photographs, clothing, letters, and other odds and ends.  At the moment, the exhibit is in Berlin.  There are plans, however, to bring it on over to the U.S. at some point.

 I was thinking about what I’d give to make the exhibit even more interesting than I’m sure it already is.  There are only so many t-shirts that one could handle walking around the exhibit, and I’m sure no one is intrested in the crotchless panties from Hairy McBacksweat (klassy guy).  I decided that it would be a bear that Mr. Big X had given me.  He was living in Chicago at the time and had gone to a Build-a-Bear shop with his little niece.  He decided that I’d like for him to make me a bear.  He dressed it in a tuxedo, gave it a red rose, and recorded his voice saying something along the lines of “good night, sweet dreams, blah, blah, blah.”  If only I had kept it!!  Instead, when I moved into my house, I trashed it.  Damn it, it would have been perfect!!  People all over the world could have heard his empty promises.  Darn it.   So here’s the question: if you were asked to donate, what would you give?

23 Responses to “Museum of Broken Hearts”

  1. Maybelline Jones October 29, 2007 at 2:54 pm #

    One of my loser exes bought me a star. I still have the constellation map floating around my parents’ house somewhere…

    Did he name the star after you too? -CS

  2. Step Right Up October 29, 2007 at 3:19 pm #

    The gun I used to shoot the sorry SOB for dumping me.

    Do you still have the bullet?? That would be great too. -CS

  3. Red October 29, 2007 at 3:42 pm #

    He wrote me sonnets. Two of them. One of them is absolutely worthy of publication, but it loses a tiny bit of its brilliance if you don’t know of my love of kitsch. Many of the lines are from cheesy ’80s songs.

    Am I the only one who ever looks at pictures from early in the relationship and wonders, “We were really happy. What happened?”

    Sorry for being sincere. I’ll try not to let it happen again.

    Let’s see the sonnet. I love 80’s references. Go!

    I get nostalgic too. Sometimes I waiver back and forth between “we were really happy” and “I can’t believe I was so stupid.” It’s strange to think that someone that meant so much eventually means nothing. -CS

  4. Suzel October 29, 2007 at 3:55 pm #

    A seashell picture frame. I mean a huge castle shaped picture frame with seashells stuck all over it. He must’ve really loved me.

    Seashells = love

    -CS

  5. 5 of 9er October 29, 2007 at 4:39 pm #

    Sounds too depressing. I have always left failed relationships in the past… I just don’t think I’d want to see other people’s memories.

    I would like to go just to see what people submit, and whether/not there are back stories. I’m so nosy. -CS

  6. danielle October 29, 2007 at 4:44 pm #

    There’s a whole museum exhibit! That makes me feel better. The items I’ve thought of are either possibly too bitter (cell phone bill showing his cheating on me), too sappy (yarn that he ordered online because the color I wanted wasn’t in the store. still haven’t finished the scarf) or too long of a story (a tent.)

    You have intrigued me. I need to know more about this tent! -CS

  7. Pistols at Dawn October 29, 2007 at 4:49 pm #

    I like all things that involve spite and broken dreams. I can’t believe I’m not their curator.

    I would donate my Hep C, because man, would it be great be rid of that reminder of my ex.

    Oh! I would donate the hot sauce that I bought a few girlfriends back that’s probably still sitting in her apartment. That always made me laugh, how condiments purchased together outlasted our relationship.

    They should have named it the Museum of Spite & Broken Dreams, that’s far catchier. You should really go into marketing.

    Come to think of it, I still think I have condiments from a relationship that ended 3 years ago. Wow, depressing. -CS

  8. abroad October 29, 2007 at 4:52 pm #

    The museum can have the plunger I was given long ago by some very practical home improvement minded shithead as a birthday gift. Maybe the museums maintainence staff could use it.

    I’m keeping all of the jewelry given to me by the the much smarter boys.

    Crap given to me by anyone goes directly into the trash as a general rule around here. I’m not terrible sentimental about stuff and I like to keep things tidy and move along.

    You live by some good rules. Frankly, I have a hard time parting with most things. I keep all the old pictures, letters, all of it. Except for the talking bear, that just had to go. -CS

  9. DUDACKATTACK!!! October 29, 2007 at 5:06 pm #

    Online copies of the restraining order hearing between a certain someone who spurned me and the new lover who expressed his affection with left jabs.

    That can go in the Hubris Wing.

    Wow, now that must bring back some happy memories. -CS

  10. The Idea Of Progress October 29, 2007 at 6:53 pm #

    When I got dumped by the Girl this April, I asked for my DVD that we’d been watching that was sitting on her TV (where her sister was sitting), because a)I was upset, and couldn’t face her sister to retrieve it and b)I had already loaned it once to someone, lost it, and had to buy another.

    She went and grabbed the DVD–and my extra contact lens case from her bathroom. That’s when I knew it was over, kind of like a “I don’t want any of your things in my home anymore.”

    I kept the DVD. The contact lens case I pitched in a garbage can after I left her house.

    I’d submit the contact lens case, if I hadn’t tossed it.

    Now I’ve depressed myself.

    Ouch, that does not sound like a good time. Do you still watch the DVD?

    I knew that my relationship with my college boyfriend was over when he stopped by to drop off a t-shirt, a cookie sheet, and an opened box of condoms I had taken to his house. Thankfully, the only ones missing from the box were the ones that we had used. I would have been royally pissed if I had purchased the box, and found more than we had used missing. Someone would have gotten cut. To this day, I think it’s bad luck to by a 12 pack of condoms. -CS

  11. Del-v October 29, 2007 at 7:27 pm #

    I have a Tattoo that says “Camille 4 Ever.” I’m just lucky that my last 7 girlfriends were also named Camille.

    What incredible luck that they’ve all had the same name. Thank goodness that the tattoo doesn’t say “Bertha 4 Ever”. Not too meany Bertha’s out there. -CS

  12. Amadeo October 29, 2007 at 8:58 pm #

    I’ve thrown it all away…save for the letters they sent me that now mean nothing…but I have other plans for them…besides the CDs I was left with are good.

    What kind of plans? Plans to take over the world? -CS

  13. Tabbie October 29, 2007 at 9:32 pm #

    If I wasn’t so amused by it, I’d toss in the wedding band I accidentally lifted from my former husband’s dresser.

    You mean “accidentally on purpose”? -CS

  14. Grant Miller, Esq. October 29, 2007 at 10:03 pm #

    I could use a bear hug about now.

    I’d send you one if I could. I’m too depressed to find a picture of a bear hugging something and then adding in your image. -CS

  15. Princess of the Universe October 29, 2007 at 10:29 pm #

    I think I’d donate the pill bottle from the meds I had to take because his previous girlfriend exposed him to Chlamydia. Ugh, he told me he’d been tested, we even waited until he was “fine.” I didn’t realize that “fine” meant that he made an assumption that no news was good news.

    Has anyone ever gotten that call from Health Services? “You have been exposed to someone with an STD- please come in for testing.” Then you have to phone everyone you’ve ever been with yadda yadda…annoying. I’m glad it wasn’t anything more serious, and I was fine. The meds were just a precaution.

    Now that would be an excellent item for display! Bet there could be an entire room of pill bottles that people ended up having to take. Aw, love. -CS

  16. danielle October 30, 2007 at 1:57 am #

    You have intrigued me. I need to know more about this tent! -CS

    It was a really great tent…After 5 years, sadly all that remained of our relationship was a few emails sorting out when I’d pick up my cat and how he could pay me for music festival tickets I’d bought for us months prior. In one of these emails, he coolly asked if I could bring him the tent – the tent that I comparison shopped for, we picked out together, and I bought for him for his birthday the year before – the tent we camped in at the music festival the year before. It had stayed in my basement for the year. Mr. Practical recalled that I bought it for him and he wanted it back because he was still going to the festival. I don’t want to think about who stayed with him in that tent at that festival that was our tradition. Since I could never have used that tent again, I would have preferred to donate it to the museum. Would that go in the spite section or the broken dreams section? A little of both.

    I think this would go in the broken dreams section. Good story. . . -CS

  17. Princess Extraoridinaire October 30, 2007 at 12:52 pm #

    I would donate this little music box that resenbles a train with abear on it – really adorable ( if you’re 4) no..I digress…okay…as I was saying..realy adorable and from someone from my wicked past so I’d gladly give it up…

    With a bear? Did it include Teddy Grahams on the inside? -CS

  18. Lauren October 30, 2007 at 1:58 pm #

    I’d donate the 5 foot inflatable snow globe that Stumpy put on my postage stamp town home lawn. He bought it for me for my birthday and surprised me with setting it all up while I wasn’t at home. Forget the fact that we’d been dating for nearly 3 years and it was the only gift Stumpy thought to purchase me. Never mind the fact that it was my first year in my newly purchased house and I wanted to decorate tastefully with a wreath, natural pines and white lights, rather than inflatable 3-year-old snowman chic. After nearly 3 years of dating, an inflatable snow globe was the best he could come up with.

    Men, hear me out – jewelry ALWAYS beats something inflatable.

    Wow, inflatables are just not the way to go. That’s just flipping bad. -CS

  19. The Diva's Thoughts October 30, 2007 at 2:53 pm #

    I actually don’t have a darn thing I could contribute. I usually get rid of stuff once we’ve broken up. No need to hold on to baggage.

    Probably a smart thing to do. I’m a horder. -CS

  20. Karina October 30, 2007 at 4:50 pm #

    Funny, I was just talking about gifts from exes with my friends this weekend because my cousin found one sitting on a shelf and asked about it. I’d donate that one…it’s a knick-knack of a little old guy in speedoes sitting on a beach chair, sipping a margarita that an ex brought me from Miami. Yeah, I don’t get it either. But for some reason, I still have it.

    You could also donate that bad boy to the nearest rubbish bin. What do you think? -CS

  21. Jen October 31, 2007 at 6:50 pm #

    I think I would donate a love letter filled with idealistic promises… why are we so naive when we are in love? Why?

    It’s the sex, it makes us so stupid. -CS

  22. OC November 1, 2007 at 11:48 pm #

    Great post. I’d totally go to that exhibit… and I’d donate a wand… yes, like a magic wand, made of some kind of aluminum or something with light purple jewels and ribbons coming off of it. A gift from an ex – for my 22nd birthday. I saved it because it still makes me laugh.

    PS – Can I have the pw for the locked posts? Please!

    A wand? Now that’s an interesting gift. Please tell me that you got something else along with it! -CS

    Check your email for the password. -CS

  23. OC November 2, 2007 at 9:46 pm #

    Of course – a tiara!

    Keeping in mind I am the least girly-girl you will ever meet. I’m still not sure if it was supposed to be a joke or not.

    Thanks for the pw.

    Was it a real tiara or a plastic one? -CS

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