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PLEASE, CHEAT!

Haa! More painful than 'shiing'* toe, have you ever liked someone or loved someone(depending on the gravity of dumbness) that you're 100% sure does not like you and will not, even in multiple reincarnations? My answer to my question is, Yes. My cousin.
But wait, before you murder me, I was six and I didn't even know what it meant to like someone. All I remember is that, we were/are agemates and thus, she should have been suitable for me.
And to state the real fact of things, many of you are in love with situations and positions that do not like you and have no good to offer you...but you keep loving up and are content to bask in this one sided love affair.
Let's start with your zodiac sign.
Why should your zodiac sign dictate how you live your life? *sigh*
I'm Aries, but I'm not a freaking goat. I can't love the zodiac that doesn't love me, that doesn't want me to grow, that wants me to always please it, that wants me to remain static.
And don't be surprised again. I'll mention academic qualifications. It's okay to be okay with a GSCE certificate, it's also okay to be okay with a B.Sc. But you, you that you want a better paying job than what those who have gone ahead of you have, you that you want to spend +3 million on your wedding, you that you've always had the dream to be at the pinnacle of your career path, don't you know that you need to stop remaining faithful to just your single certificate? Please, by all means, CHEAT! That lone lowly certificate cannot love you alone. You deserve better. Get another certificate(a better one), a side hustle(something you're actually capable of handling), get an additional partner. Your lone certificate doesn't really love you.
You can love someone that loves you.
It's okay to break up with someone you know doesn't love you.
You deserve better, because you deserve to live the higher life.
You can be human first before your zodiac.
You can be wealthy first before telling us how many A's you had in your WAEC.
Keep growing my friends!

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