If I just dey follow my man talk jealousy go won kill joy my flatmate, the funny thing be say I no send her ๐คฃ๐คฃ๐คฃ cos during her time she no dey send my papa she go just sly me๐ญ๐ญ na me and her till the end of this journey ๐คญ๐๐
My flatmate really understands me, and I understand her too. I think thatโs why weโve lived together for two years
and we have never fought or kept malice.
I donโt fear death.
What I fear is what my death would do to my family. Iโm afraid of the pain my absence would leave behind for the people who love me. I canโt bear the thought of what my absence would do to them. Theyโre my everything, and in many ways, Iโm theirs too.๐ฅนโค๏ธ
Life exposed me to certain realities too young, so now I just observe. Some lessons are better understood through experience than advice. Sometimes I just keep quiet because explaining from experience can sound negative to people that havenโt experienced it yet.