I just had the most insane airport experience that I’m still trying to wrap my head around.
I had a layover in Brussels flying from London to Cotonou. It was for 3 hrs, so I took my time to eat and window-shop till it was almost time to board.
Then I realised I made a mistake…
A little tip for girls. No matter how resourceful your family is. You need a few years of living alone. Away from home. In hostels. In somewhat tough conditions. That will do wonders for your growth.
If I did something wrong communicate, if I hurt your feelings make me aware of it, if I didn’t listen well enough tell me again in a way I will understand, if I am insensitive to your needs, to your desires or to your thoughts tell me so I can consider them
If I am going to propose, it will be one of these 3.
Putting the ring in her finger while she is sleeping.
After a moment of intimacy, ask her to close her eyes. Adjust her hair over her left shoulder to wear her a neck lace, bangle, ear rings and slip the ring in the finger.
After a random partner moments - movie together at home, dancing to your favourite songs or gisting, tell her you love her manicure and that 'this would look good on it' - slip the ring in the finger.
But then, you can only do this when you are actually dating not the nonsense you people are doing that you still don't know if your partner wants to marry you.
You live in Abuja.
Life is good.
The money is good.
Business is good.
Family is good.
However on your way back to your house at Asokoro, your vehicle gets ambushed in broad daylight. You and your beautiful wife gets kidnapped. They rape the both of you simultaneously( No CDs)
my life is nowhere near where i want it to be but i still just feel so grateful to be here right now. to show up most days trying my best to just make it happen for myself. the rough days make me appreciate the radiant ones. i pray i can give myself the life i believe i deserve.
This is Iriodalo Emmanuel Obhafuoso. He is a scammer. He enters girl's dms, makes them comfortable talking to him and then proceeds to fall deathly ill.
For me, he had a heart surgery. For Bolu, he had a spinal surgery.
Love when people remember or take note of details about me. I don’t think there’s any sign of love as intimate as that—the desire to stay in the know of a person’s life and to always remind them that you know, that you never forget.