I remember one relationship that kinda fizzled out after 2 years, amicable break up no hard feelings, she was living with me but had nowhere to go so I let her stay in the house until she found somewhere her in the bed and me on the sofa. Now one of the reasons we split is because she was incredibly self absorbed, everything had to be about her. So about 2 months go by and were a bit less than friends still civil but theres nothing there. One night I go out and end up in a bit of a one night stand back at my house - knew the ex was away so thought nothing of it. Get woken up at about 9am with her screaming at me from the living room door saying how much of a bad person I was (language was a lot stronger than bad person) Girl I was with just hid under the covers. Ex locked herself in the bedroom so just got our things together and left the house. Ended up coming back home alone at about 10pm that night and the house was empty and by empty I mean gutted - she had taken everything that she had bought and that we had bought as joint things for the house even down to the bathroom accessories and by accessories I mean toilet seat.
Find a note on the back of the door telling me how much she still loved me and she would be over in a few days to talk. Had a bit of a laugh to myself that even the toilet seat was gone then went out the following day and refurnished the entire house. When she came over let her in and sat down for a chat - and all shes doing is going on about herself and how she feels and how she wants me to change for her, took her about 15 minutes to realise I had refurnished at which point she went crazy again calling me loads of names. Kicked her out and that was it.
Spotted her in a club a few years later and for the minute I was looking at her before she started talking I was like "DAYUM why did I ever split up with you" - First words out of her mouth were all me, me, me - That's why we split up - self absorbed little minx.