Seth Rollins: This is a shout out to my ex.

You looked at the photo on your phone, debating with yourself whether to press send and show off the photo of your ex to the world. You wanted to shame him and cause him just a small amount of the pain he had caused you. He had walked around so smug, but now you wanted to call him out, humiliate him, shout out to him through the power of social media, and show him who was boss once and for all.

Roman Reigns: Heard he in love with some other chick. Yeah yeah, that hurt me, I'll admit.

"Have you seen Roman's new profile picture?" Your best friend asked you, showing you the photo of Roman locking lips with someone else, someone who wasn't you. It was clear how in love they were, and while you had moved on, there was definitely a twang of pain in your heart, as much as you wanted to be strong, you knew it hurt bad looking at him happy with some other chick.

Dean Ambrose: Forget that boy, I'm over it.

You walked through the entrance of the club, free from anything ready to meet some boys and get drunk doing it. Tonight was the night you were going to cut Dean out of your life for good, show him that you were completely over him and that you had forgotten he even existed anymore. You knew you wanted him to realise he made a mistake letting you go, but you didn't care anymore, you were done with him.

Sami Zayn: I hope she gettin' better sex, hope she ain't fakin' it like I did, babe.

You watched Sami's interview as he spoke so lowly of you and your relationship, he went lower then you ever thought he would. "The sex wasn't great, my new girl is a better catch for sure." You watched the screen in disbelief, but little did he know of course he would be having sex with her, she didn't have to fake it because it sucked so bad. "Babe, you have no idea," you whispered at the screen in disgust.

Finn Balor: Took four long years to call it quits.

Four long years you spent at home sat waiting for Finn to text, call, pay a trip home, but everyday you would stare at your phone or the door but he would never bother with you. You'd waited four whole years to feel wanted and loved, but those long years drained it out of you, and you knew you had to end things. "I'm sorry, can't do this anymore, I'm done with this relationship," you told him over the phone.

Sheamus: Guess I should say thank you for the hate yous.

The years of lies the two of you had lived with each other, telling each other you loved the other but really deep down you knew it wasn't true. In the end Sheamus decided it was time for him to leave, he couldn't live a lie anymore. You watched him drag his cases down the stairs. "Thank you for hating me for all these years," you told him, walking out of the room as he grabbed his stuff and walked out of the door.

Neville: And the tattoos.

You looked down at the small inking on the inside of your wrist, a red heart with the letter N next to it for the initial of your ex boyfriend. Now looking at you, sat under your blankets curled up into a ball of despair, the permanent tattoo a reminder of your old relationships, the love you thought would last forever, but now all you had was a tattooed print that Neville left you with days ago.

Randy Orton: Oh baby, I'm cool by the way.

You sat down at the table, eating your food, staring at anything. Randy came and sat in front of you, but you had no idea why. He had broken up with you last week, and you couldn't think of anything worse then looking at him right now. "Hey doll, how are you doing?" Whilst inside you were furious that he came up to you, your calm side was telling you to shrug him off. "Yeah, I'm cool," you said, walking away.

Brock Lesnar: Ain't sure I loved you anyway.

You looked through all the letters and cards Brock had written to you throughout the years, questioning if any of his feelings were ever true. If any of the feelings you felt were true. Did you really love him? His fiery temper and lack of self control, was Brock really what you had been looking for over the past few years, or was he a temporary fix to your love life issues, that you knew would break sooner or later.

Dolph Ziggler: Go 'head, babe, I'mma live my life, my life, yeah.

"It hurts so bad doing this," Dolph said to you, gripping the door handle, not wanting to go. "Go on, you've got to live your life, and I've got to live mine, you'll be home soon." He placed a loving kiss on your lips, holding your little frame into his chest one last time, opening the door, shutting it behind him, trying not to cry as did you on the opposite side, the distance growing between you over the next three weeks.

Jey Uso: You're really quite a man.

You walked into the restaurant, Jey grabbing the door and holding it open for you, slipping his hand into yours as you walked in together. You were led to your seat, Jey walking over and pulling it out for you, letting you sit and pushing you in, quickly going around to sit opposite you. "You really are such a gentleman Jey." You told him, smiling across from each other at the table, ready for a lovely evening.

Jimmy Uso: You made my heartbreak, and that made me who I am.

You walked into the arena, the first time since your painful separation from Jimmy. You decided you were going to wear your nicest pair of heels to the show, and your best dress that showed off your figure perfectly. You may have had your heart broken, but you weren't going to let that define you, and it only made things better when you walked past Jimmy, head held high, stronger then ever after him.

John Cena: Here's to my ex.

You sat in the club booth with all of your girls, champagne in your hands, blaring music playing around you through the speakers. "Here's to being single, and not needing our exes!" You shouted as you all clinked glasses together toasting the amazing single lives you were all living. "Thanks for nothing John," you whispered, raising your glass to the sky, celebrating your single life with your favourite people.

Xavier Woods: Hey, look at me now.

You walked around the arena, desperate to find Xavier and give him a hug after your debut. Eventually you found him as he pulled you into a massive hug. He kissed your cheek, twirling you around in the air. "Look how far you've come," he whispered into your ear. "Look at me now babe," you whispered back, kissing his cheek as he delicately placed you back on your feet on the ground.

AJ Styles: Well, I, I'm all the way up, I swear you'll never bring me down.

No matter how hard of a time you were having, you knew you had to go out and smash your match tonight. You knew AJ would be watching and even though your argument earlier and his words were incredibly hurtful, you had to prove to him now more then ever that he wasn't going to bring you down, and his words were only spurring you on to do better so you could rub your success in his face.

Kevin Owens: Oh, I deleted all your pics.

You scrolled through your photo gallery, any little reminder of Kevin instantly being pressed into the delete section. You wanted all visuals of him to disappear, to erase him out of your life, and there was no better thing to do then delete your so called permanent photos of him to prove once and for all that he was gone, knowing that even if Kevin did, those photos were never coming back.

Shane McMahon: Then blocked your number from my phone.

No matter how many times you told Shane, "we're finished," he would still blow up your phone begging for you to take him back. In the end he gave you no other choice but to block his number from your phone to stop him constantly harassing you when all you wanted to do was move on from him, without having to receive desperate pleas from him to let him back into your life.

Enzo Amore: Yeah yeah, you took all you could get.

Enzo pushed you and pushed you until you just couldn't take it anymore. Favour after favour, mistake after mistake he kept going and going treating you like dirt, until one day you finally realised you were so much more then a slave to love, and someone who was simply used for someone else's happiness, and to solve someone else's problems. Enzo took all that he could from you, but in the end he took too much.

Big Cass: But you ain't getting this love no more.

You threw all your belongings into a bag as Cass pleaded that it wasn't true. You shook your head in objection, shrugging off his attempts of physical contact or to talk. You knew you would come back tomorrow and get the rest, but for now you just couldn't get out quick enough. "You don't get my love anymore, because quite clearly you are in love with someone else!" You shouted, leaving and slamming the door.

Corey Graves: 'Cause now I'm living so legit, even though you broke my heart in two, baby.

Corey knew he had broken your heart the day he kissed someone else in front of you, but unlike him you had learned to move on to bigger and better things. He sat back, wallowing in self pity as you carried on with your life, new experiences and friendships that arrived after Corey's massive mishap. In the end you had come out on top, living the better life and mending your broken heart.

Baron Corbin: But I snapped right back.

"I'm leaving, I can't do this anymore," were the words Baron left you with last night, but tonight you had to work with him in the ring. You stayed calm and relaxed, pretending as if nothing had happened. Inside you were hurting but you bounced right back being the professional you were, putting on a brave face when you had to kiss Baron in the ring that night. Savouring the taste of his lips, as you walked away from everything.

Chad Gable: I'm so brand new, baby.

You stepped out in your new ring gear, showing it off to Chad. "You look incredible," he exclaimed watching you as you twirled around to give him a full view of everything. "It's a brand new me baby." You told him, walking over and sitting on his lap. You followed Chad's gaze as he looked at your boobs in your singlet, quickly snapping him out of it, sighing and giggling at him at the same time.

Shawn Michaels: Boy, read my lips, I'm over you, over you, uh.

Shawn banged on your front door, refusing to leave until you let him speak to you. You opened up as he opened his mouth to speak, but you quickly interjected. "Shawn, read my lips very carefully, I'm over you, now go away!" You slammed the door shut, hearing him kick once and walk away, sliding down the door in relief, a giant wave of confidence going through you, shocked by your quick outburst.

Jeff Hardy: Shout out to my ex.

You opened up your blog account ready to address your followers and let them know what had happened. You tried desperately to come up with a title of your post, eventually deciding on 'Shout Out To My Ex,' as an ode to Jeff, and making sure he knew exactly who you were writing about. You poured out all of your emotions, knowing he would read it, he always read it from your very first post, and he promised he'd never stop.

Bobby Roode: You're really quite the man.

You looked over at Bobby as he lifted the weights up and down repeatedly, admiring his flexed muscles, the sweat dripping off of his body. You didn't know, but he had caught you staring in the mirror, "see something you like over there?" He asked, making you blush. "Just admiring my man doing really manly stuff," you told him, as he put the weights down, walking over and kissing you.

Samoa Joe: You made my heart break.

"I'm sorry, I really am." Joe sat beside you, wiping away the stray tears that rolled down your cheeks. The two of you had been separated after he ended things, but over time he had realised what a mistake he had made. "You broke my heart Joe, my heart is so broken." He nodded understanding every word you said, placing his hand on your thigh, apologising over and over again. "Can we please make this work?"

Shinsuke Nakamura: I'm all the way up

You raced Shinsuke up the rock climbing wall, his innovative idea of a date exciting you and bringing out your competitive streak. You both had been harnessed up, racing up the walls to beat the other one. "I'm all the way up here!" You shouted down at Shinsuke, who was struggling to get his foot on the foot hole, whilst you celebrated at the top of the wall, laughing at your struggling boyfriend.

Johnny Gargano: I swear you'll never bring me down.

You shouted over at Johnny, as he did the exact same back to you, neither of you really listening to what the other was saying, that was until Johnny said something you never thought he'd say. "You're only successful because of me, you're only you because of me." "How dare you, I swear down you will never make me, you won't bring me down to your level." You screamed, leaving the room before you cried.

Tommaso Ciampa: Here's to my ex.

You sat across from your date for the evening, Tommaso, discussing your previous relationships, and the reasons why the two of you were out on a first date this evening. "Let me propose a toast to our exes, the reasons why we are both here today." You raised your glass, clinking it with Tommaso's. "Cheers!" You said smiling over at him, Tommaso smiling back at you brightly.

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