Having to find out that my mamkhulu dislikes me because I resemble my late mother who laughed at her boots in 1999 was the craziest. The meeting was actually about my grandma’s house renovations.

too many people who live in apartments don't understand that you can't occupy space the same way as if you're in a standalone house

Because we don’t know for sure until we on the way.

Ey, man. We spend weekends together. This one weekend when we have to bury your family member, we all of a sudden can’t pitch? Come on.

Sana poor Nomzamo Mbatha had to scroll down and search for receipts from 2020. Imagine if ebengenazo umntanabantu

Had Nomzamo not posted those screenshots quickly, there’d be complete narratives by close of business today. Because people don’t care about the truth.

People who have empathy rarely seek positions of power

Someone said, “The GPS is silent when you’re going in the right direction.” I needed that on today!!! 🥹

There is no rock bottom, things can always get worse 😂😂

one thing i’ve discovered about adulting is that, you can easily run mad.

My mom is the most valuable and influential person in my life.

Enkosi Bawo for the roof over my head, I’ll never not be grateful.

You: Hi IT guy: please log a ticket Aowa ✋🏿

Bumping into a bubbly person when you have had a long day is the worst thing emhlabeni 😭😭😭

Uma sizimisele ngokuphilisana we have to give grace to one another, communicate expectations and misunderstandings. Most importantly be teachable nawe you don’t know it all and your intentions might not always land the way you thought they would have.

The world has a short memory for your goodness but a long memory for your mistakes. Don’t waste your life trying to please them.

Your body does not give a damn about your diet or gym routine if you're constantly overwhelmed by your life circumstances. Prioritize your peace.

crazy how your spirit knows something is off before you physically see it.

I moved from a Luxury Apartment to a backroom, life no balance

Poor people don’t hate each other. Being poor just means you’re in a perpetual state of fighting for survival.