Live Your Own Life

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It just is strange how some people who haven't LIVED their life but feel obligated to TELL YOU how to live yours. I have never met a person who never made a wrong choice or never messed up. It's not that I don't want to be corrected when I can't see that what I'm doing is wrong. Just tell me so without letting me feel that you are the saint and I'm the b*tch sinner. I have skeletons in my closet and I've seen you have them too. Just happens that I don't go 'round singing about it to the world.

posted on fb Saturday, September 8 2012 @ 09:10

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