I need a man who'll be my heaven baby ❤️

How many of your Twitter mutuals can see your whatsapp status? Me: 3 You: ???

What is your brand of beer?🤔🤔

There is a tailor named Mr. Isaac whose shop is directly opposite my salon in Maryland, and for two years, we have had an silent war over a single plastic stool. The stool belongs to the suya seller who sets up by 6:00 PM, but during the day, it just sits in the corridor between our shops. It’s a blue, armless thing with one cracked leg that creaks whenever a heavy person sits on it. Last month, during that heavy rain on a Tuesday, my client’s hair was still in the steamer when NEPA took the light. The generator house was locked because my apprentice, Blessing, had taken the key to buy sachet water and got stuck under a canopy down the street. I went outside to look for her, furious, and saw Mr. Isaac sitting on the blue stool, calmly eating boiled corn and listening to radio on his phone. "Mr. Isaac," I said, standing under the eaves so the rain wouldn't catch my wig. "Did you see Blessing?" He didn't even look up from his corn. "She's at Mama Caro's place. The rain is heavy." "And you let her leave with the generator key?" "Am I her father?" he asked softly, taking a very slow bite of the corn. I looked at him. He looked at the rain. The radio was playing an old Ebenezer Obey song through a raspy speaker. I didn't say anything else. I just reached down, grabbed the spare red stool from inside my own shop, carried it outside, and sat directly across from him in the narrow corridor. We sat there in silence for twenty minutes, two feet apart, watching the gutters overflow onto the pavement. When Blessing finally ran back, wet to her knees and holding the key, Mr. Isaac looked at her, then looked at me, and said, "Your generator oil is low. It was making a strange sound yesterday." Then he picked up his blue stool and went inside his shop. He didn't even offer me any corn.

1:10pm already! The day has broken since morning and not ONE person has remembered my 10%. 😭😂 So you people collected your ₦500k alerts and suddenly developed selective amnesia? I joined my faith to your testimony o. I will come for every single one of you. 😂💰

What's this fruit called ??

So if I lodge or dey apartment with my babe, I be settings babe too? Omo 💔

The man who forged his living wife’s death certificate so he could collect her insurance money and use it to marry another woman. If he has fallen out of love with his wife, I understand. If he disappears with another woman, I understand. If he wants to take a second wife, I understand. If he is no longer interested in the marriage, I understand. But what I cannot understand is wanting to marry another woman when you don’t have the funds, then deciding to forge your living wife’s death certificate just to make it happen. How do you even think of something like that? That is w!ckedness. Absolute w!ckedness. I still cannot fathom it.

Wait, you wore this to a wedding? You guys actually don't know dresses to wear to events and the ones to wear to market.

That black lip liner thing women do is so sexy

Hey Checking in on the small community of mutuals I’ve got left. Been a little while, and I’m wondering. Good evening everybody. How are we? 🙂

Financial help is still a myth to me. I only know my money and my parents money that's all. Not even an uncle or relative, talkless of a stranger.

I now understand better. The reason why men's stomach get bigger is cuz their women are overfeeding them. Since this girl came into my life, my stomach doesn't have time to breeet. I dey f!ght for my life like this oooo😭😭🫵🏾🫵🏾🫵🏾 Somebody help 🤷🏾🤲🏾🤲🏾🤲🏾🤲🏾

What’s one thing you’d never do again?

There are some accounts here that no matter how many times you engage with their posts, they will never, ever engage with yours. 😂 Sometimes I genuinely wonder, is your post invisible to them? 😭 Or do they deliberately ignore some people?

My husband will be soft spoken, kind, caring, provider, head, loving and romantic.

That sweet feelings when you're done with house chores>>>>>

Mavo life don spoil His music carrier is at risk