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Why Are Men Having Fewer Friends ?
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<blockquote data-quote="Belekas" data-source="post: 236188" data-attributes="member: 44155"><p>Thats the way to go mate and happy it worked out for you. Great job Sly, awesome and thats all that really matters. Same here, most of kids we used to run in the hood are long gone, some dead, some doing life in the pen, some hopefully made it. The reality is that I had a good heart, too good especially where I lived at that time, good heart was a death sentence, but I survived. From 13 years of youth I started making money in whatever ways I could imagine. Started helping my "fellow comrades" ( sounds funny at that age i know), made a lot of money as years went by. Invested in many guys I've seen potential, took them under my wing, made a fortune. Then made a few stupid mistakes and was written off. Payed my price. Lost it all, money, health, "friends", except myself. Managed to pull through and get out of the hole I dug for myself. The moral of the story is that most of the guys I helped and made serious money never ever helped me or came to the rescue. The opposite, when I was in trouble they turned and even probably wanted to see me fail and fail big time. So one part of my died during those times, but a new part of me, a new me was born. Nobody will hurt you more when those who we love and call friends. Thats how it is and thats why I'm very strict and careful with people, cuz most people are just cunts. Probably by design or whatever, I don't care. Having said that I seperated myself from everyone and started working on myself. Quit bad habits, started working out, got healthy. Now nearly 20 years passed, I'm happy to be alive and waking up in the morning healthy (spit, spit, spit), being able to chase my dream and work on my vision, have a great supporting girl and my family who loves me to pieces, even though I did a lot of bad in my previous life. It's all that matters even though I miss good company every once in a while but it is what it is. Life goes on, and the important people in my life are still to come by. And as I like to say- everything whats best is yet to come! <img src="data:image/gif;base64,R0lGODlhAQABAIAAAAAAAP///yH5BAEAAAAALAAAAAABAAEAAAIBRAA7" class="smilie smilie--sprite smilie--sprite2" alt=";)" title="Wink ;)" loading="lazy" data-shortname=";)" /></p><p></p><p>Peace!</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="Belekas, post: 236188, member: 44155"] Thats the way to go mate and happy it worked out for you. Great job Sly, awesome and thats all that really matters. Same here, most of kids we used to run in the hood are long gone, some dead, some doing life in the pen, some hopefully made it. The reality is that I had a good heart, too good especially where I lived at that time, good heart was a death sentence, but I survived. From 13 years of youth I started making money in whatever ways I could imagine. Started helping my "fellow comrades" ( sounds funny at that age i know), made a lot of money as years went by. Invested in many guys I've seen potential, took them under my wing, made a fortune. Then made a few stupid mistakes and was written off. Payed my price. Lost it all, money, health, "friends", except myself. Managed to pull through and get out of the hole I dug for myself. The moral of the story is that most of the guys I helped and made serious money never ever helped me or came to the rescue. The opposite, when I was in trouble they turned and even probably wanted to see me fail and fail big time. So one part of my died during those times, but a new part of me, a new me was born. Nobody will hurt you more when those who we love and call friends. Thats how it is and thats why I'm very strict and careful with people, cuz most people are just cunts. Probably by design or whatever, I don't care. Having said that I seperated myself from everyone and started working on myself. Quit bad habits, started working out, got healthy. Now nearly 20 years passed, I'm happy to be alive and waking up in the morning healthy (spit, spit, spit), being able to chase my dream and work on my vision, have a great supporting girl and my family who loves me to pieces, even though I did a lot of bad in my previous life. It's all that matters even though I miss good company every once in a while but it is what it is. Life goes on, and the important people in my life are still to come by. And as I like to say- everything whats best is yet to come! ;) Peace! [/QUOTE]
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