and I eventually found out you were still talking to one of the guys you cheated on me with. Now I’ve blocked you everywhere for my peace of mind, but you want everyone to believe that I’m the bad one? It’s really fine.💔💔💔
💔💔💔 I caught you cheating at least three times. At first you lied, but later you admitted it. I forgave you because I liked you. You also had a very bad attitude and were very disrespectful, but I still stayed. Later you didn’t want me anywhere near your phone....... 1/2
"Temiloluwa is just 16 and has been missing for few days now ...I know it's ur phone and ur data but pls don't just scroll through and like my post , help me reshare it as well pls 🙏🏼God bless u all 🥹"
I was homeless for six months in 2011. I slept in my car. I used to park behind a small church because it was dark and quiet. I thought nobody knew I was there. Every morning, I’d wake up, drive to a gas station to wash my face, and go to work (yes, I had a job, just couldn't afford rent). One night, it was freezing. 10 degrees. My car wouldn't start to run the heater. I was shivering so hard my teeth hurt. I saw the back door of the church open. A janitor came out to dump the trash. He saw my car. He saw me huddled in the front seat. He didn't call the cops. He didn't come over and tap on the window. He just walked back to the door, unlocked it, and propped it open with a small rock. Then he turned on the hallway light and left. I waited ten minutes. Then I ran inside. It was warm. There was a couch in the lobby. There was a bathroom with hot water. I slept there every night for the rest of the winter. Every night, the rock was there. I never met the janitor. I never thanked him. I’m back on my feet now. I have a house. I have a bed. But every year on the first snow, I donate a check to that church. I write "For the heating bill" in the memo line. Sometimes the loudest way to love your neighbor is to say nothing at all.
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