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A Solid Foundation of Love
Never settle when it comes to commitment. Never let society tell you that love is like investing in an old house; as long as the foundation is ok you can work to restore everything else. No more fixer uppers or second hand living. I want a solid foundation in the beginning. From the start, I want to choose the one who's built with the strongest materials all the way through. No more botched jobs where it looks good on the outside but inside everything is cheap and won't last long. Soon the temporary shallow flashy appearance rots away and I'm left dealing with the real ugly core that needs years of expensive therapy reconstruction.
Everything in the contract I signed to take possession, was a lie. Just blatant fraud!
I'm tired of fixing one thing and then something else falls apart. When I fix the floor the roof caves in; and I'm left standing in the rain with no protection from the storm. And when I dig up their past, the men I've been with were built wrong from the beginning. Their developers, just didn't know what they were doing. They were passed on from one owner to another. Just like me, the previous owners were suckered into it and thought they had what it took to repair the damage.
I don't care what neighborhood it's moved to white or black, the shit is still fucked up.
The more energy given the more it weighs me down.Exhaustion has set in and I'm giving up the title of investor. Besides when I finally place it back on the market and let it go to the next bidder, I never see any good returns on my investment. I usually never get back what I put into it.
So maybe fixer uppers are not my cup of tea. Maybe new and well constructed is what suites me. When I don't have to waste my time on repairing and up keep, I can spend my energy focusing on whats most important....ME
Everything in the contract I signed to take possession, was a lie. Just blatant fraud!
I'm tired of fixing one thing and then something else falls apart. When I fix the floor the roof caves in; and I'm left standing in the rain with no protection from the storm. And when I dig up their past, the men I've been with were built wrong from the beginning. Their developers, just didn't know what they were doing. They were passed on from one owner to another. Just like me, the previous owners were suckered into it and thought they had what it took to repair the damage.
I don't care what neighborhood it's moved to white or black, the shit is still fucked up.
The more energy given the more it weighs me down.Exhaustion has set in and I'm giving up the title of investor. Besides when I finally place it back on the market and let it go to the next bidder, I never see any good returns on my investment. I usually never get back what I put into it.
So maybe fixer uppers are not my cup of tea. Maybe new and well constructed is what suites me. When I don't have to waste my time on repairing and up keep, I can spend my energy focusing on whats most important....ME
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