Hey Jewel, Loving you is the best feeling ever It’s just a week and it feels like ages I’m tired of people I love leaving I’m not insecure…I’m just really emotional when it comes to things that affect my heart I don’t want to lose you People may not see what you’re worth, but I really value you a lot Do you love me enough to want to spend the rest of your life with me? Stop thinking of us…
Ndiana you’re amazing and you remind me so much of myself. You’re shy and sweet. I bless God for you everyday. As you turn a year older, I pray all your wishes and heart desires are met. May God continue to keep your good heart. You deserve the best and nothing else. Okocha, I love you so much.…
Starting a new job isn’t easy as you’ll get so meet a lot of people both the nice ones and the ones that just want to frustrate your career. Let’s go through this list together and see the one we can relate to. When you’re still trying to be nice to customers so you can’t even talk back or insult anyone even though they’re really pissing you off. You’re waiting for the right time to unleash the inner you so…
I know you’ll be the first person to read this We probably talk everyday Maybe we’ve never had an actual conversation But you have all my recent pictures from on your phone You know things about me that a lot of people won’t notice You know my favorite colour You’ve done a lot of research on topics I’m interested in so you can be well informed and sound cooler when we talk You always check Facebook for the green dot…
I know this will sound like another sad love story. There’s this guy I met in church. I didn’t particularly like him because I felt he always wanted to be the lead singer. We never spoke. He was friends with everyone with made me see him as a Busybody. After some years all I ever said to him was Hello and Hi even though he tried having a conversation with me both on Facebook and after church service. The year…
I think it’s time to define myself as a female without trying to be petty or a misandrist I used to think of myself as a delicate primrose waiting for the right time to bloom With my heart filled with so much beauty And my dreams ready to soar like the Eagle’s wings Words and imaginations make up my beautiful mind I get vulnerable and I don’t want to be seen as always strong It’s not that easy to define…
Dean was a middle-aged, married Englishman – one of the many foreign friends I met through Facebook, way before the Yahoo Boys started scaring them all away. We became friends primarily because we supported the same football club, Manchester United, and we spoke over the phone a few times. On my 18th birthday, Dean called me and said: “Happy birthday! Make sure you enjoy it now you’re young… Because when you’re older, you won’t be so excited about getting older”. Normally,…