Why ‘WOMEN’ Cheat!

  Birds of a feather will not always flock together, in fact, some bird's wings are just to colorful to keep in a cage and the private rejoicing of imprisoning them also frees "YOU", her man. I'm not going to waste a moment of time by telling you what you want to hear.  I'm coming to you live from the famous Fogo de Chao, a beautiful restaurant, nestled in the heart of Atlanta. I'm sitting with a power house of women, they're bearing there souls about their decision to cheat on their men.  Fascinating to hear all these things, because these women aren't typical, they range in the m...
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Hurts Like Hell…(Survival Of A Broken Heart)

  How many times have both men and women given away the one definitive part of us that shows love?  Once you're in, you're in! The 'For Rent' sign within your heart has no occupant, but, this vacancy is just temporary.  The "LITTLE BLACK BOX", you know the one that usually survives plane crashes, well, in this instance, the "LITTLE BLACK BOX" that (WE)  keep hidden in our brains;  it's full of all the pathogens, lies, deceit, hate, stubbornness, and most of all, unwillingness, due to hurt from the past. This time, it needs another method of sustaining, surviving, and healing from a...
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Revelations About Your Life and Relationships From GOD Through Your Dreams

    It was a day like any other day, except there were some deadlines to meet for Jill, she phoned her colleague to see if he was still on for a planned event, however, he was not home.  Instead she met his roommate, Jack, by way of phone.  Jill was the lead person in a event and she was in charge of getting everyone and everything together.  There really was not much time left to prepare, so Jill, gathered up her thoughts, hurriedly explained what she needed to Jack and asked him to fill in for his absentee roommate.  Jack happily AGREED! See, this was the beginning of the...
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Learning To L.O.V.E Past Your Pain!

  After being mistreated, I called my 'EX'  to thank him, because if he hadn't shown me what a 'bad' man was, I wouldn't know what a good one felt like.  I sent it air-mail, see it was too heavy, laced with my scent ... icy  ... !  What do you want me to do, I mean what do you expect from me?  My mama taught me better than that, I never wanna be where I use to be, in a prison, with traps holding me down - there's no progress, because there's no pain, at least, I never, ever felt any, see, I thought I had somebody - someone that loved me.  In my daring escape, I said to myself, "don't...
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