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WHY???

 


Why are some people so wicked? They just want to see people fail and get disappointed all the time.

They never want to see anything good come to them. They will stop at nothing to see you in hurt and pain. They will manipulate you with their words and pretend they are on your side but deep down they are stabbing you at the back.

Why do some people behave like this? Don't you have conscience? Are you that wicked that what you enjoy is to see people unhappy all the time? Are you that heartless?

Why all this negativity? Why????

We all have such people in our lives that we have no idea who they are but trust that they are close. Closer than you think.

Most at times we may think that such people are far away from us but they are not. The only people who really know you inside and out are people who are close to you. They can easily hurt you. 

Be careful those you call friends or family. Shine your eyes. Appreciate those that are there for you no matter what and will go any length to see you happy.

They are loyal and they stay true to being your friends. 

When you get to know those that are fake around you, cut them off. They don't deserve you. Never entertain them. They are bad news.

No negativity around us just positive vibes.

Let them go!!!!





Always remember "Those that want our downfall will never see us dim our light. We will keep shining so bright like the morning sun".





#positivevibesonly




PEACE!!!             SHALOM!!!

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