Patience
Princess Mwas
Learning to be patient in life is the best gift you can reward your dear self ,sometimes we do things out of frustration but when you think about it... you find It was worthy the wait. So learn to be patient with yourself dont make decisions just for the sake of, i have come to learn that even those people who will promise you heaven will at some point frustrate you and then you will be left alone struggling to keep yourself sane Dont believe everyone just because they smile with you be on look out on who can even give you an advice Some people will give you advice that you will regret but time will have catched up with you. I am learning to be patient in everything that I have and doing because out of lack of patience then the suffering 😭😭
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
This is so damn good and true... Patience ... Actually... You are right.
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2020-02-19 18:12:07
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JENOVA JACKSON CHASE
This is really a nice advice ya know???
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Princess Mwas
Thank you jehova ..patience pays for sure
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