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If you must give anything, never give up



Giving someone the responsibility to make you happy when you can't do it yourself, makes you selfish.

Placing the burden and applying pressure on someone to get you the things you can't get for yourself is witchcraft.

Measuring a man's worth or a woman's substance by the amount he/she has and should spend on you, makes you worthless like a smelly hunger fart.

You have no right to define the character of anyone you didn't help mould.

If you didn't help in moulding my character, don't try to break it.

Don't even have an opinion except it is to defend it, not like I even need it.

Placing your comfort and luxury solely on another's shoulder is the definition of laziness and witchcraft.

You aren't just lazy, you are also a witch. Whether as a man or a woman.

It is only an emotionally bankrupt person that will test and guilt trip another with responsibilities that they themselves cannot handle or meet.

Of what use is a broke and broken ass man, both in mind and spirit, with a Louis Vuitton suit?

Of what good is a jobless, lazy and empty headed woman with a Brazilian or human hair?

It's like feeding a pig, chicken in a mansion, it will still look for shit or make one out of its surrounding.

Until you can afford it, you don't have a right to demand it!

Until you have earned and can make it, you have no right to stake a claim to it or worse, guilt trip another into getting it for you!

Even if you have nothing, have faith. It's free.

And if must give anything, never give up.


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