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Sometimes things aren't meant to be but why do all these things seems to happen to me. Searching for the right S.O. can be a dead end road, like finding one red shoelace in a big rioting crowd. I make mistakes and so do you, so don't discriminate against me like you do. We all know you make mistakes too. We all make mistakes so what is the problem that you see? Stop messing around and see, you're dead to me. Seeing you tow walk out with you on his arm is something that I didn't need to see. I would rather watch a war break out and hell come to earth but likely not to be.