Breakups, no matter the relationship: It’s like a car accident. You’re cruising along, doing everything right, signaling properly, hands at 10 and 2, and someone who made a wrong choice slams you out of nowhere.
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Wow - that's just exactly right. I never thought of it like that, but it fits. Why can't we see these things coming from a mile away? Once, just once would be nice. Just to know it can be done.
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