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Just Live

Can we ever just live? Why is it so many people feed off of:
1. doing things behind others backs
2. tearing others down because of jealousy
3. competition
4. evil craving to be "top dog"
5. not being happy for other's success
Seriously, the list goes on. What is it to "just live" any way?
1. finding joy or positivity despite "negative" circumstances
2. being happy for other's success
3. the desire to try your best to be successful instead of knocking others down to get there
4. Be positively aware of others, not negatively aware
5. be kind, be friendly, be joyful, be peaceful...
Take a look around and BE thankful for the life you have. If you're still not happy, do something about it that doesn't involve maleficent intentions.

I have really not had any drama in my life because I refuse to feed on it. Instead, I feed off of positivity. Frankly, it's not worth my time to plot against those who starve without a stimulus of negativity upon an individual.

I've been called names (slut, bitch, psychotic) before - what did I do about it? Nothing. If someone has the audacity to say such words, Im not going to feed into it. You can ask anyone in my life right now if they think I am any of those things and not one would hesitate before saying I'm not. Instead, I moved on, forgot about it and continue to surround myself with uplifting influences.

Making friends is probably the biggest challenge in my life. Honestly, I don't know what it is to have a "friend circle." What do people my age even talk about anyway? Working at a vintage shop with customers who are generally my mom's age or older doesn't allow for much of a social life outside of that age group. Working at this shop though is what got me to writing this post. Grown women in this "vintage world" FEED off of DRAMA!!!! It is appalling to me. Ladies, this isn't high school anymore, you don't need to be deceitful, you don't need to put others down, you don't need to start rumors or lies. GROW UP. 

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