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Comparison was the theft of joy, so I never watched someone else’s grass because I was too busy making sure mine was watered.
“The minute you stop comparing yourself to others you’ll be better off. You don’t think I see what others in my industry are doing? Fuck em though. There’s always going to be a table, but nobody is going to bring the same dish. Even if they do, that shit ain’t never going to taste the same.
“Then why does it matter who is doing what? Water your own grass before worrying about your neighbors.”
A real man isn’t going to put his woman in a position to be disrespected or feel uncomfortable,
