There’s some sort of guilt that I’m not living happily enough, fully enough, I suppose, to justify the life I’ve been given. The very life I’ve earned, I guess, yet somehow continue to feel undeserving of.

This alongside sending the bomb squad on exile are things I'll forever be grateful to Amorim for. He really did change my life when he sent Onana packing.

Also.. A man's Success, when it finally arrives, seeks a home. And a home is not built by spectators but by witnesses. Those who saw the uncertainty, the inadequacy, the risk, the unbecoming stages of a man’s life and stayed anyway. For a man, success shared with the woman who

Who else has this crazy faith that everything is gonna work out?

Kobbie Mainoo vs Tottenham

Make una just dey mumu unaself

I wanted to marry my English teacher when she got out of jail. But apparently you can't end a sentence with a proposition

Been here so many times.

What is the essence of the reprosposal? You've been married for 10 years and all of a sudden you're renewing your vows? Somethings will never make sense to me. This one and crying like a child on your wedding day. Top on the list. Two mumu things.

As a woman Na poverty go make you think say man must spend on you.

Saying nonsense with so much confidence. Throw words around, hoping they stick.

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There’s a reason the vision of the coming famine wasn’t given to Jacob. Instead, it was shown to a foreign king who didn’t worship God, and God sent His servant to interpret it in a foreign land. Sometimes who you become and the environment you grow in determines whether your