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Сергей :

не придадут только два человека -это мама и папа !

2024-05-13 20:19:05

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Nika :

Есть те, кто тебя не предаст. И ты это знаешь. Береги себя.

2026-06-26 04:07:25

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Евгений :

Жизнь это самая сложная задача которую никто не решил без ошибок.В ней есть взлёты и падения, ошибки и разочарования, любовь и боль.Каждый сам сроитель своей жизни и не нужно никого винить в своих ошибках т.к. мы сами принимаем решения как и что делать. И глуп тот кто слушает советы, ведь тот кто их даёт совершенно не знает не твоих мыслей,боли и что у тебя на душе.

2026-07-04 20:45:16

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Ксюша :

Так меня этому постоянно учат 🤣, а я всё равно уверена, что есть на свете Мужчина........ для меня

2026-07-06 23:22:49

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@alex_log11 Скорпион :

Предают все. Особенно те, кому больше всего доверяешь........

2022-05-13 08:00:31

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Маришка :

В нашей жизни нужно доверять только себе, а предают даже родные и близкие тебе люди и это очень больно и обидно

2024-05-13 04:21:45

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Александр Л :

Не был дома 2 недели, приехал, все вывезла и сама уехала не сказала ни слова,без объяснений, прожили вместе 15 лет, через полгода вышла замуж

2025-04-26 17:06:22

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Azizjon379 :

Ничего друг мой, всё пройдёт у меня тоже такая ситуация сейчас держись.

2021-10-23 12:57:43

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dyatsmdvvm0w :

Жена, это тот кто предаст первым, как только будет плохо, не будет средств и здоровья.

2025-01-02 20:38:53

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Семеновна :

Господи почитаешь, посмотришь сколько людей страдает, сколько судеб рушится, что творится с Миром????((((( Ребятки всем желаю добра, мира, любви

2023-09-15 21:45:05

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user55812682461781 :

Сходите в ЦЕРКОВЬ ПОМОЛИТЕСЬ Богу и расскажите все, свои проблемы и вам легче станет. Попросите помощи у Бога. 🙏🙏🙏

2025-02-11 12:17:36

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user5296098477702 Сергей :

Да, это точно ты научила меня сомостоятельно вытаскивать нажи от тебя из своей спины!!!

2025-01-02 17:39:34

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user343576760552 :

На себя нужно надеяться. Ни от кого ничего не ждать. Все могут предать и забыть. А прощать или нет, дело каждого. Но забывать нельзя.

2023-11-29 08:57:18

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mixalyc5 :

да,как не печально,и чем роднее человек тем больнее он делает.и нет исключения.и остаёшься в итоге один со своей болью

2022-08-24 12:55:49

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Aisuluhka💞 :

Самое больное это предательство человека, которого ты считал самым родным, близким человеком...

2022-11-23 08:47:34

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Александр Бандури820 :

У нас одинаковые учителя.

2022-07-05 01:34:15

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sumcova :

вот то что близкий человек может предать, в самую точку, ты ему веришь, делишься, он слушает, а потом нож в спину,,тихо, молча

2023-03-04 17:24:19

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просто женщина :

предают самые родные те за кого ты готов жизнь отдать и они это знают и все равно делают это просто бездушно

2025-02-11 05:42:28

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uservextfxia9c :

эту школу и я прошел.

2025-04-24 05:52:27

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Светлана :

не бывает в жизни плохих людей только те с кем больше не по пути

2025-06-30 15:37:10

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tarasow81 :

так оно и есть любимые люди предают в 1 очередь

2025-09-23 18:18:40

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Татьяна. :

да, меня он тоже, этому научил.но ладно, я сильная вытерьплю...,толко другим уже не доверяю.😔🥲🥲🥲🥲

2023-03-22 08:29:24

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Ольга Кют 333888 :

Предать! А не придать! Учитесь и тогда Вас не придадут.

2023-09-18 14:23:14

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user7000135229309 :

Доверял, любил до безумства, всё только для неё одной. Всё равно ушла, не ценят хорошего отношения к себе.

2023-08-23 16:53:19

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