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I can't figure Why everybody wants to advise me? But can't be advised. I just can't figure that. I can't figure Why people blame others for their predicaments? I can't figure that. Sure we have some that will accept responsibilities. And able to handle it to the end. But then again we have some that will blame others. Or least a select friend. And, that I can't figure. I'm wouldn't want to be the president and profess the buck stops here. When it started long before I got there. It's okay to act nice but others mistakes I can't accept. Because for every problem in existence there is some type help. I can't figure. Why people hide behind pride and can't ask for help? I can't figure that. We all heard that a close mouth don't get fed. But than we have people that honestly walk by the dead without a care. I'll never figure that. And, I've tried. And their excuses I can't buy. It's like a hermit that wants to hide. Until they realize that some people are truly good on the inside. Don't judge two by what one has done. Beause if you do than you'll be the other lonely one. And, I can't figure why you would want to be that way?
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Feb 18, 2011
Feb 18, 2011 at 3:17 AM UTC
I Can't Figure
I can't figure Why everybody wants to advise me? But can't be advised. I just can't figure that. I can't figure Why people blame others for their predicaments? I can't figure that. Sure we have some that will accept responsibilities. And able to handle it to the end. But then again we have some that will blame others. Or least a select friend. And, that I can't figure. I'm wouldn't want to be the president and profess the buck stops here. When it started long before I got there. It's okay to act nice but others mistakes I can't accept. Because for every problem in existence there is some type help. I can't figure. Why people hide behind pride and can't ask for help? I can't figure that. We all heard that a close mouth don't get fed. But than we have people that honestly walk by the dead without a care. I'll never figure that. And, I've tried. And their excuses I can't buy. It's like a hermit that wants to hide. Until they realize that some people are truly good on the inside. Don't judge two by what one has done. Beause if you do than you'll be the other lonely one. And, I can't figure why you would want to be that way?
Creted by Jeffrey T. Conyers
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Feb 18, 2011
Feb 18, 2011 at 3:17 AM UTC
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