if only there were enough shoes to go around,
sometimes it's treated in such a way as yes, no, gross, maybe, should i? shouldn't i? maybe not, unlikely, ew, i love him, i hate him, she treats me well, he understands me, we don't get along, it's not gonna happen, i don't like him, i like him too much, i want to be with her, i need her, she needs me, we need each other, he completes me, i complete her, we're good together, we're just friends, i think i love him.
what we forget is that we're playing with fragile glass,
someone's heart.
this is why they invented karma i guess, because there really aren't enough shoes to go around.
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