Being the world's most awesome sign has one major downfall. We're total sluts, but that's not the downfall. We're needy. But actually that's okay too, because we're awesome and you'll want to feel like you're fulfilling something for us to compensate for your non-Libracity.
Indecisiveness. That is the true downfall of a Libra. As evidence ask any Libra the following tortuous questions:
It's better that we are just given direction: "Let's get Dinner at Ssam at eight. I think you'll love the Lemongrass Sausage. Oh, and bring a six-pack of Cintra on your way here." That's just heaven.
That being said an email was recently received from someone who was dated a few times, but after, well, something, it was decided by me that I sort of enjoy being single right now. A lot. Brief in text, the email had this link (which makes noise, cubicle queen) as it's closure. (No, really. Click it. And then come back. Because this is important.)
Now the indecision is back. On one level, it's kind of sweet and maybe a call should be made. But on another, maybe it's kind of creepy. The two thoughts are equally balanced in the Libra brain. So that's when usually calls would go out to the friends or one of those mass text messages whose reduction was resolved. Instead, the friends get a much-deserved break. It's your turn, people-out-there. You are needed.
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