We all have them but we just don't want to admit to ourselves who they are. Enemies disguised as friends. Not only in the strip club but also in real life. My mother keeps telling me that I will realize soon that I have no friends other than her and for 30 years I have been doubting her. I am coming closer to believing her now after all my experiences with these backstabbing women. Why is it so difficult for us to believe our parents? I am not sure but I ask myself that now.
So these enemies disguised as friends are so tricky. I fall for them every time. I always open my heart to people and I get f***ed every time. I don't know if it's better to be a b**** to everyone and have them talk behind my back or to be nice and get taken advantage of? What do you think?
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