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Why a woman's best friend is usually the one cheating with her boyfriend/husband or betraying her.


Firstly, majority of 'best friends' wants what you have. Before you decide to crucify me; there are several friendships that has lasted for years and it is so because one of you thinks like a man.

A typical friendship may not last for long because women generally don't have best friends, they befriend their Competitors. That is why you see pretty girls are always grouped together, fat girls together, skinny girls together, rich girls together etc. You're competitor is definitely going to go after the same thing you want or have. For example; I have a hair or shoe worth 20k, my 'best friend' would do everything to get the same thing. That is not friendship, it is competition.
Once/if they have the opportunity they'll take it.

Keep in mind this is a business world, almost every one is doing something for their own selfish interest and gain.

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  1. Adediji Solomon. O. August 22, 2018 at 4:02 AM

    No wonder you are in so much competition with me. I will catch you

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  2. UnknownAugust 22, 2018 at 2:08 PM

    I move with different type of friends .. The tall , fat , skinny , handsome , beautiful , ugly and so on

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