I was pretty callous in my youth, and broke up with people without much regard for their feelings. One guy was evicted from his apartment shortly after we broke up. I went out on a date with his best friend (I know, bitchy), and that night while sitting out on the stairs in front of my apartment building talking (making out), we noticed that he was parked in my parking lot, planning to sleep in his car. Another ex proceeded to drink himself into oblivion and had a head on car wreck with a wall (he was ok, but his car was totaled.) I wish I hadn’t been so heartless to them.