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You have boys breaking all kinds of tender hearts and you have hoes cheating on loyal men. I try to make sense of this world and these 'customs,' yet I seem to be lost on square one over and over again. Living in this day and age is a constant game of cat and mouse, filled with deceit, mistrust, and no respect. What the hell happened to an unfaltering love for monogamy? You walking scandals, tell me what the mirror'll reflect. With all these social distortions we're afflicted with, it's hard to tell where you fit in the spectrum. You say cheating is simply a black and white absolute, so in that moment, are you going to be the victim or the venom? Paranoia thus is born and all that you worked hard for seems to just dissipate, and you can't cope with your spouse. Media *** scandals reinforce distrust to loved ones, the heart is no longer a home, but just another empty house. This is how the younger generation lives, constant fear what could happen and they close all doors, you're either hurting or will be hurt, so you steel your heart since all you see are ******
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Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 3:30 AM UTC
Breaking Monogamy
You have boys breaking all kinds of tender hearts and you have hoes cheating on loyal men. I try to make sense of this world and these 'customs,' yet I seem to be lost on square one over and over again. Living in this day and age is a constant game of cat and mouse, filled with deceit, mistrust, and no respect. What the hell happened to an unfaltering love for monogamy? You walking scandals, tell me what the mirror'll reflect. With all these social distortions we're afflicted with, it's hard to tell where you fit in the spectrum. You say cheating is simply a black and white absolute, so in that moment, are you going to be the victim or the venom? Paranoia thus is born and all that you worked hard for seems to just dissipate, and you can't cope with your spouse. Media *** scandals reinforce distrust to loved ones, the heart is no longer a home, but just another empty house. This is how the younger generation lives, constant fear what could happen and they close all doors, you're either hurting or will be hurt, so you steel your heart since all you see are ******
N-Young
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27/M/American
Oct 20, 2015
Oct 20, 2015 at 3:30 AM UTC
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