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love isn't real. momma taught me that when i was younger. why do we confide in things that never guarantee us a happy ending? why do we put our faith in things that always end up hurting us? i don't. "don't you doggone trust that man of yours, you hear me? he'll do nothing good. he'll hurt you and then leave you for some other woman. don't you dare trust him." yes, momma. no man of mine will ever gain my trust. i will never trust anyone. momma knows best. she keeps my heart safe. she knows best.