This one time, the late-marriage shaming struck a nerve and it hurt so bad that I cried in front of a goat.
I don’t even know what it’s like to have sperm inside of me and now you’re asking me to be on birth control?
It’s like the only time women are in agreement. No competition. No desire to outshine another. No sizing up. No comparisons…
No time for motivational speech, just do whatever the heck you wanna ❤️✨
One A3 page of thanksgiving still laced with grumblings? Common, Gelax!🤦🏻♀️
Nah, you’re better than this, Gelax.
Talk about slaying for Jesus, and for my country on a Thursday.
I’m at the point where I’m willing and looking to explore my sensuality
If I tell you say the thing no pain me ehn, na lie I lie!
If African timing was a person…
This is an apology for wasting your time…
It was the only time the voices in my head were ever in agreement.