Oluwadunsin the perfume girlie

I sell authentic Perfumes and jewelries Patronize me 🙏

[yimika| @yimikaaaa]

I wish I was super duper rich cause I really love gifting people. It’s just makes me so happy. One of my favourite love languages.

[Oluwadunsin the perfume girlie @Cruz_luxe]

@_theadaku Thank you Jesus

[Kero billions🌸💜 @_theadaku]

YOU PEOPLE, TOLUWA IS CANCER FREE!!!!!😭😭😭😭❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
EVERYBODY SAY THANK YOU JESUS!!!!😭😭😭

[finn @finfinofficial]

vanilla is such a superior scent

[🤍. @iam_nanaadjoa]

This is gorgeous 🥹🥹💕

[Beth♥️ @queenbeth____]

Over 5 rape public cases in 3 DAYS is not NORMALLLLLLL

[$ilva 💸 @TheSilvapr]

I’m wondering how many times he tried this before showing it to his daughter. 😂❤️

[leemah 🎀🫶🏽 @Bisolarh3]

Good morning, Good afternoon everyone, please I need financial support for my sister’s medical expenses, she’s currently battling with triple negative breast cancer which she has undergo 16 section of chemotherapy. .@Wizarab10 @the_beardedsina

[Oluwadunsin the perfume girlie @Cruz_luxe]

@funmilayolajide Peperenpe 😍

[Turah BMG @Osunwede]

My first Afro Brazilian descendant carnival, proud of my heritage

[Oluwadunsin the perfume girlie @Cruz_luxe]

@Osunwede Just saw my surname too 🫣😝❤️
Was supposed to be here yesterday too.

Vera-Cruz 💕

[Oluwadunsin the perfume girlie @Cruz_luxe]

#NewProfilePic

[𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗔𝗡𝗜𝗡✨✊🏾 @AfroStunnerz]

She locked in and ate that

[Alice Thompson @sasaknese_]

When big brother becomes the best bodyguard💪

[Oluwadunsin the perfume girlie @Cruz_luxe]

@Divayetty1 Made me cry

[Yetunde Omobolanle✨ @Divayetty1]

The worst part of grief, for me, is the realization all over again. Sometimes I forget that my dad died.

I don’t even know if this is what it’ll always feel like, but every Eke Market day, I feel my grief in full force.

Because most days? I genuinely forget that my daddy is gone. I know that sounds silly. But it’s true. I go about life like he’s still here, until something reminds me. And then it hits me, fresh and full, and I start grieving all over again.

When he was alive, I was the one who always booked his rides. I told him not to stress, that I’d be the one to order anything he needed. It was a little thing, but it was ours.

Last week, I was about to step out, and as I opened my ride app, his usual addresses popped up. And in that moment, it hit me: I haven’t booked a ride for my daddy in so long. I will never book a ride for him again. 💔

I couldn’t take it. I just took off my clothes, removed my wig, and went to lie down. This time, I didn’t even cry. I just lay there. Then I slept. Then I woke up. That was it.

But it keeps happening like that—little moments. Normal things. And suddenly, I remember again. And it breaks me. Again.

Maybe when we finally bury him, it will feel different. But for now, it keeps slipping my mind that he’s gone, and every time I remember, it shakes my whole world.

[Oluwadunsin the perfume girlie @Cruz_luxe]

@funmilayolajide Proud of you

[Oluwadunsin the perfume girlie @Cruz_luxe]

@funmilayolajide I wonder.

[oluchukwu⟡ @funmilayolajide]

Need a new wig to spark joy

[YabaLeftOnline @yabaleftonline]

Creativity at its finest!