How I feel for Britney Spears.
Escaping from the total tutelage of an authoritarian dad, Britney was planning to marry a browed fitness instructor Sam.
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Brow-browed poseur bargaining hard over a prenuptial agreement. For each lived year of marriage, in the event of a divorce, he asks either one or five million dollars.
At first, the father pulled all the veins from Britney, depriving her of all conceivable and inconceivable freedoms in court: a woman might not only manage her money and time, but also her body. To prevent her from becoming pregnant, as far as I remember, a spiral was installed once morest her desire.
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After violent indignation of the crowd, the court threw dad out of the guardians, and on the street of the fitness instructor a KAMAZ with buns turned over.
Here he is not wasting his time: he has already messed up Britney! And while the brow-haired one gushes in social networks with declarations of love to his pregnant bride, his lawyers are pushing through the terms of the marriage contract with her.
I look at all this and think: what a pity that next to Britney there is not a single person who simply loves her, who would take care of her and not give offense.
Not in exchange for the opportunity to dispose of her fortune, as her father did. Not in exchange for millions for each lived year, as Sam is trying to bargain now. But simply because Britney is dear to this person. By her own. Such as it is.
All those fat-assed “liberators” must have had a good time at their get-togethers to get Britney out of custody. It was boring in quarantine, so they jumped with posters, yelled, took pictures in Britney T-shirts.
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They seem to have done a good deed: Britney was released.
Only now, none of them thought regarding what would happen to Britney following the “liberation”. Everyone galloped on regarding their business, throwing the freed woman into the arms of a fitness instructor, who personally does not inspire the slightest confidence in me.
Why am I? Oh, yes: if you have at least one person to whom you are unconditionally dear – mom, dad, husband, wife, sister, child, grandmother – appreciate him. In this regard, you are rich, sorry for the banality, man.
Britney has worldwide fame and 60 million US dollars, but neither helped her find such a person.
That is why I really sympathize with her.
And there are people next to you, in whose love for you you have no doubts, whom you completely trust?
Tell them regarding them, or better yet, go up to them or call them right now and thank them. Just for what they are.