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Giving up on the world


Is there someone out there who can stand up proudly and day that they have never once felt like giving up on life? If you are one such person I applaud you for never feeling defeated and like you
were placed on this earth to continually feel pain.  Have you ever took a moment to drown yourself in your sorrows and reflect on the sacrifices that you've made in life and how people look at you like you've never done a thing for them? How about falling deeply in love with someone and they get up one day and walk away from you simply because they feel like it? This world is a beautiful place but it's filled with a lot of dirty people dressed in clean clothes and attractive bodies.

The concept of perfection has moved away from just looks to people looking for absolute perfection in a partner. Nothing is wrong with having standards but ask yourself if what you are demanding someone else to have you can attain yourself. If you can't why would you think it would be so easy for them to have that quality?

I've always been the type to believe in potential and admire a man who has plans for his future. A man who isn't there yet but who works on himself each and everyday in hopes of one day getting to where he wants to be. On the other hand we have an increasing number of pretenders coming on the scene. The ones who will sweet talk you into believing that they want the best for you and that they care for you. Be watchful of those who are filled with words but never once come through but tell you to keep believing their words. There is a difference between effort and just lack of care.

This brings me back to the caption of this blog post. Life can be draining from time to time and leave you feeling like it's either life has it out for you or you are just simply unfortunate when it comes to the people who cross your path. It's hard to tell someone to suck it up, be strong and move forward when the same things keep happening over and over no matter how much they evaluate themselves. So I ask you this today, are some people just simply dealt a bad card in life?

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