"The Devil Is Working Your Desperation" ~ Mo Recently I discovered that for nearly twenty years I have been maintaining a relationship with a fake friend. She is rude, she is judgemental, she is sensitive, she is miserable. She pretends to be willing to help you through your hardest times however she is selfish. You will never spend time with her because she does not make time to see you. She claims to loves you but when you ask her to prove it the pages always return blank, emotion not detected.
I cannot count the amount of times that GOD has either shot, stabbed or lifted up and thrown this woman out of my life. What I end up doing is finding her corpse and breathing life back into her lungs. I find myself taking blame for said situation; and giving her pieces of my soul just to maintain her energy in my demotion. She finds pleasure in brain manipulation and tricking me to question myself, my sanity as well as my intellect. She loved playing on my love and value for her to position my brain in the most horrible of mental wilderness just to leave me destitute and unaware of myself. All for her enjoyment, nothing excited her more than to make others uncomfortable in their own skin all to satisfy her, lucifer's sex kitten. As the years pass it is the same thing each time we speak, me sharing the deepest parts of me with someone that does not even open up to me. Someone that claims I am their friend however I watch their life unfold on social media like a stranger. She has children that she understands I have a connection with however doesn't make an effort to allow me to see them other than her over access to them via social media. It has been about a week and a half and I realized, she really requested full disconnection because I deleted her post off of facebook. I didn't want to argue with her, I was tired of her constantly trying to argue on facebook about her outlandish views on things. I was sick of her constantly judging the things that others or myself do when her life isn't a walk around paradise. She pretends as if her demons and lions do not harm her the same way ours harm us. She is a liar and so is the devil. God has shot at her again, this time I am going to let her bleed to death, I do not have the energy to save the wicked. She needs more than the hand of I, she needs the blood. She is fake saved, talks about loving god but after all of these years she still hasn't figured out how to talk to him. The point of this testimony is a lot of you guys are doing the same thing I was. Giving CPR to dead things and letting the zombie of a friend walk around in your life as if they help you do anything but fail. We do not need fake friends, we need people that believe like we believe and pray like we pray so when its time to go to war we are all united. It only takes one or two of us "the prisoners will be listening"
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AuthorJust a creator trying to find my way to GOD and bring as many thugs with me as possible. Bring as many lesbians with me as possible. I am here for the lost and forgotten souls. Archives
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