WOMB ESCAPE SERIES💃!💃!💃!

What's up Lovelies🤗? 

How's your December going?? 

It's my bornday anniversary y'all!!! 

This one is for me. A gift to myself on my birthday💃

Now the "She" in this write-up may or may not have anything to do with me but one thing is certain:👇

I WANNA BE MORE LIKE HER

I even sight her reminiscing the moments🤗

She calls her flings
And knows her keeps
Her eyes have got no tear
She wakes not in the wee hours
To cry he abused me
She's not afraid to accept
That the efing was mutual
I even sight her reminiscing the moments...
🤔😘😍🤗🤩

I'd like to say a word in her behalf:
"These kids make me laugh😂🤣😂"

How dyu solve a problem like naiveté?
How dyu want to pin him down with sex?
How dyu feel lesser while he feels super?
You mutually agreed
To pull through the deed
You cow🤦‍♀️!

Many a thing she knows she has to tell them
Many a thing they ought to understand
But how to make them stay
And listen to what she says
How to reorient the oriented
Oh how dyu solve a problem like naiveté?
How do you whine "abused" when you partook🤷‍♀️?

CRUSH💞CHRONICLES💞IV

Haya pals💕! 

Remember me🤗?? 

My fellow ladies, 

They say that men are moved by what they see and we totally agree. Then they tell us that we are moved by what we hear...🙄 Not that I have any problem with that or anything, but why they have to make it look like it's their birth right and theirs only to be moved by what they see and anormal for a lady to do same is what I don't understand. Because deep down I know that I speak your minds when I say that there are times when we see and 'moved' becomes an understatement. We are overcum...😉

Long story short, I beheld the HIM in this write-up and I was overcum. If I don't share this glorious experience with y'all, wetin I gain kwanụ? 🤷‍♀️

WHEN I FIRST SAW HIM

First I set my eyes on him
I was completely exhausted
I was feeling in my gut
The pangs of excruciating hunger
And I was totally pissed because
Instead of settling the attacking worms
I had to wait to be settled
At the modern day shrine
Even the money
That I had to grudgingly part with
Was taking too long to process
You know that type of hunger where
Even pressing your phone
Seems to take so much energy?
I was almost crying
Shivering
I sat quietly looking down
And when you're this hungry
Even sleep deserts you...

Minutes became hours
Jeez!
What am I doing here??
God forbid bad thing!!!
If I don't get out of here this minute
I won't like my story
With that I took one last look at the counter
And there he was!

It was just a hind view
But all the beauty of the world
Rolled into one figure
And stood before my hungry eyes
How could they refuse🤷‍♀️?

And those eyes did feast
The Olivers in them Twisted
They wanted some more
"We have to see the front!" they said
I stood in obedience
And dragged me to the counter

Is that circulookery system at work?
Cos my eyes were feeding
And the attacking worms stopped
The pangs disappeared
My heart gladdened
Even the sun seemed to change its mind about setting
Cos the day suddenly seemed so much brighter
Now I see
What ELECTROCUTE means
Because in that ELECtric moment
I was inTROduced
To the face of the word 'CUTEness'
My soul revived
My strength renewed
My mouth started moving
"What on earth is taking so long?
I've been here for ages!!"
"It's almost done
Any moment now"
And boom!
My stuff was ready!!
Where have you been sunshine☀️?
Even the delaying network
Seems to rejuvenate at your beam🌞

He was with someone
But till this day
I have not the slightest idea
What that guy looks like
Cos I beheld him
And every other view
Seemed to fizzle away in his wake...

Same mission brought him to the shrine
Or so it seemed
Well if time didn't tell
Who would🤷‍♀️?
And for the very first time
The idea of going on this mission
Seemed lovely afterall

I walked slowly to bide my time
Cos when you stumble on a rare delicacy
And it is so damn free
You take in as much if it as possible
For you don't know when next if next...

I left that miserable shrine
After him of course
Hairies first
But not without the memory
Of that elegant moment...

Yea I left that shrine
But I never left it
Or should I say I go there everyday
Cos I relive that moment always
I think of when I first saw him
And the Canon that is my memory
Plays it all back...

And time did tell
We were on the same mission afterall
Different drives though
But same mission...

So the food became much less rare
But NEVER less delish
Tastier everyday in fact...

And these eyes devour
And that with utmost relish
They can't get enough
More! More!! More!!!

If feasting on him weren't a free activity
I (my eyes)'d be broke by now
Friends would turn foes
Cos they'd lend  n lend n tire of lending
Foes would be at my neck
Cos I'd borrow n borrow n never grow weary...

Yes it is that big a deal
Cos this big show's so sold out
That I gotta make it to the front row
It's soul entertainment baby!
Every! Moment!! Counts!!!

LIVE FREE💃!

Well hello!

It's been ages!! 

Happy new month Lovelies!!! 

This post may or may not have anything to do with Nigeria's independence but the concept of freedom is one that I'm more than passionate about, hence this post which is really more of a collection of powerful quotes on 'freedom' that did more than touch my spot; packaged and wrapped up with sumptuous lines from 'The Character of a Happy Life' by Sir Henry Wotton. 

Enjoy! 

FREEDOM QUOTES

They say "What's your favorite word?" and I replied "Read my chest"👆🏾

FREEDOM.

NNWEREONWE.

LIBERTÉ.

LIBERTAD.

FREIHEIT

I would like to be remembered as a person who wanted to be free, live free, so other people would also be free - Rosa Parks.

Who then is free? The wo/man who is able to govern him or herself.

Whosoever will be a man MUST BE a non-conformist. What I must do is all that concerns me, not what the people think...

I will always remember that "freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes" - Mahatma Ghandi

Teach me. But if I don't listen, leave me to wander far away... Maybe I'll get missing, hurt;or I might be lucky to return...

We know the road to freedom has always been stalked by death, but I'd rather die on my feet than live on my knees.

The Character of a Happy Life - Henry Wotton

How happy is he born and taught
That serveth not another's will;
Whose Armour is his honest thought,
And simple truth his utmost skill!

Whose passions not his master's are
Whose soul is still prepared for death,
Untied unto the world by care
Of public fame or private breath;

Who is envies none that chance doth raise,
Nor vice; who never understood
How deepest wounds are given by praise;
Nor rules of stage, but rules of good;

Who hath his life from rumors freed;
Whose conscience is his strong retreat;
Whose state can neither flatterers feed,
Nor ruin make oppressors great;

This man is freed from servile bands
Of hope to rise or fear to fall:
Lord of himself, though not of lands;
And having nothing, yet hath all.

TO WHOM IT MAY CONCERN2

Quick one... 

Something happened some hours ago that prompted me to write this...

Read this essay thoroughly...

Respond effectively...

And guide your tongue appropriately... 

TAME YOUR TONGUE!!!

Friends should be like bra: close to your heart and all about support...

However, if your friend is not supporting (patronizing) your business, be very sure that you know what they're going through before you start making accusing remarks like: "you don't want to buy bags from me abi?" I mean, you don't even know if s/he has bought anything fancy for herself in years! Okay that's a bit of an exaggeration but you know what I mean...

Now, if this friend has confided in you that s/he is not patronizing your endeavor as s/he'd love to because s/he's not financially buoyant, it would be gross insensitivity on your part to constantly go on and on about how they're not buying from you and playing the shame game every chance you get as if you actually caught them buying the same thing from another seller...

You probably do not see any big deal in this but it hurts in ways you may never be able to fathom that a friend (relative even) who loves you very much and wishes you well cannot prove their support beyond "Nnaa jisi ike. Ya gazie..." If someone genuinely cares, it is shameful enough that they have to explain to you that the Broke Estate in which they are currently resident will not allow them be great... Then you go on and on about how they wouldn't patronize you and add salt to their injury...

But who can measure the depth of a friend's love? It is mostly by little actions like pushing our hustle that they prove their love for us. Well understood...

Granted, ngwere niile makpu amakpu, a maghị nke afọ na-asa. Which is why you must watch them carefully, guide your emotions very passionately against making hasty, uninformed assumptions, and learn to tame that tongue of yours that tend to spit worded swords at the innocent... You'll never know how deep the damage...

Ka ọ ragodi m nọọfụ biko...
Ka m kwufọ nke m ga-ekwu echi...
Be properly guided!!!

#guideyourheart
#bridleyourtongue
#towhomitmayconcern

CRUSH💞CHRONICLES💞III

I don't even know what to say about this work that has not already been said in the work itself. It's Crush Chronicles and I suppose that anyone who has ever had the 'fleeting feeling' called crush on someone can relate to this post. At least that's what some dictionaries make us believe that it is but if you've ever been there, you'll know that some crushes are not fleeting at all. They come and they dwell. They occupy till forever... 

It's a special day today; for me and one object of my crush like that... Okay, ama stop now before I reveal way too much...🤥LOL... 

HARDLY YOUR ONE

Someone who didn't have to do anything
To win your heart
Doesn't have to do anything
To break your heart
Smoothly
Effortlessly
Without wrecking balls
He wrecks your walls

He speaks and you resolve:
There is no voice as melodious
He smiles and you dissolve
There is no charm as gracious
Just knowing that he exists
Warms your very heart
The very thought of him
Tickles your very soul
Just a sight of him
And your day seems so much brighter...

He's got everything it takes
To give you sleepless nights
You give and you don't think price
You budge and you don't think twice
You care and you don't think why...

Senses gone with the wind
Walls gone in the hind
Strange music
Yet oh-so-familiar
You sing along
You dance along
Long after the music's stopped
Till when by reality jogged
You realise
That he's easily the one
But hardly your one😭