Perphection

@clay_ingel

I love to create mental pictures, but with words 🇱🇷🇱🇷🇱🇷

Liberia

Joined September 2017

669 Following

2.7K Followers

4.3K Posts

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Perphection @clay_ingel

over 4 years ago

Let’s talk about this, drop your thoughts below...

Sleepless in Monrovia @InMonrovia

over 4 years ago

““Lay small stupid one come gimme cheek just na oh. Soon lay children start doing Man business, they think they and errbody equal.” …Why had he hit her? It was her name, she was entitled to it.” - @clay_ingel https://t.co/veLf9F0e9O

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Jim Chimirie 🇬🇧

@JChimirie66677

12 months ago

@realMaalouf "A girl can be married off at nine. A female apostate? Executed. This isn't "extremism." It's legal orthodoxy in many Muslim-majority countries today - and it's being revived with force in Syria." https://t.co/OsexMuCVuX

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Perphection @clay_ingel

12 months ago

What's good X? What's popping today?

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Perphection @clay_ingel

12 months ago

Been inconsistent here since Elon took over 😭😭😭😭

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Who to follow

Force.2.score 🇱🇷

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Perphection @clay_ingel

about 1 year ago

@ChrisOz19 The money Don enter

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Perphection @clay_ingel

over 1 year ago

❤️

@jomaglobalofficial 🇱🇷 @gioboyjoma

over 1 year ago

“Dry Season” when the skies turn red in 🇱🇷 #reserve #nature #liberia #visitliberia #libpositive #mountain #dronepilot #checkoutafrica #africa #westafrica #sunset #travelafrica #travelafrique #awaytoafrica

gioboyjoma's tweet photo. “Dry Season” when the skies turn red in 🇱🇷

#reserve #nature #liberia #visitliberia #libpositive #mountain #dronepilot #checkoutafrica #africa #westafrica #sunset #travelafrica #travelafrique #awaytoafrica https://t.co/KXxWpfTSWr

gioboyjoma's tweet photo. “Dry Season” when the skies turn red in 🇱🇷

#reserve #nature #liberia #visitliberia #libpositive #mountain #dronepilot #checkoutafrica #africa #westafrica #sunset #travelafrica #travelafrique #awaytoafrica https://t.co/KXxWpfTSWr

gioboyjoma's tweet photo. “Dry Season” when the skies turn red in 🇱🇷

#reserve #nature #liberia #visitliberia #libpositive #mountain #dronepilot #checkoutafrica #africa #westafrica #sunset #travelafrica #travelafrique #awaytoafrica https://t.co/KXxWpfTSWr

gioboyjoma's tweet photo. “Dry Season” when the skies turn red in 🇱🇷

#reserve #nature #liberia #visitliberia #libpositive #mountain #dronepilot #checkoutafrica #africa #westafrica #sunset #travelafrica #travelafrique #awaytoafrica https://t.co/KXxWpfTSWr

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Perphection @clay_ingel

over 1 year ago

Since Elon changed Twitter to X, I find it superficial these days. It's like I forgot how to use the app 🤦🏾‍♀️🤦🏾‍♀️

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Perphection @clay_ingel

over 1 year ago

@AkandindaErnest @asiimwe4justice Thank you Ernest and I really am 😊

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Perphection @clay_ingel

over 1 year ago

Late to this post but it's still the highlight of the month 🥹🥹❤️❤️

Jacqueline Asiimwe

@asiimwe4justice

over 1 year ago

She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer. In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school. Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was: “Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’” The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days. That was then... Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf. During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.” A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself. When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared: “I am quiet and I am loud. I raise my voice about the things that matter to me. I speak up for the people who matter to me. I have a sense of humor. I make myself laugh. I am rebellious. I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.' I am light. I am a child of light. I am a daughter of the land. I am a daughter of the sun. I embrace political controversy. I am a writer.” I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

asiimwe4justice's tweet photo. She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer.

In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school.

Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was:

“Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’”

The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days.

That was then...

Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.”

A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself.

When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared:

“I am quiet and I am loud.
I raise my voice about the things that matter to me.
I speak up for the people who matter to me.
I have a sense of humor.
I make myself laugh.
I am rebellious.
I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.'
I am light.
I am a child of light.
I am a daughter of the land.
I am a daughter of the sun.
I embrace political controversy.
I am a writer.”

I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

asiimwe4justice's tweet photo. She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer.

In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school.

Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was:

“Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’”

The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days.

That was then...

Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.”

A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself.

When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared:

“I am quiet and I am loud.
I raise my voice about the things that matter to me.
I speak up for the people who matter to me.
I have a sense of humor.
I make myself laugh.
I am rebellious.
I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.'
I am light.
I am a child of light.
I am a daughter of the land.
I am a daughter of the sun.
I embrace political controversy.
I am a writer.”

I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

asiimwe4justice's tweet photo. She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer.

In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school.

Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was:

“Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’”

The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days.

That was then...

Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.”

A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself.

When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared:

“I am quiet and I am loud.
I raise my voice about the things that matter to me.
I speak up for the people who matter to me.
I have a sense of humor.
I make myself laugh.
I am rebellious.
I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.'
I am light.
I am a child of light.
I am a daughter of the land.
I am a daughter of the sun.
I embrace political controversy.
I am a writer.”

I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

asiimwe4justice's tweet photo. She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer.

In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school.

Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was:

“Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’”

The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days.

That was then...

Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.”

A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself.

When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared:

“I am quiet and I am loud.
I raise my voice about the things that matter to me.
I speak up for the people who matter to me.
I have a sense of humor.
I make myself laugh.
I am rebellious.
I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.'
I am light.
I am a child of light.
I am a daughter of the land.
I am a daughter of the sun.
I embrace political controversy.
I am a writer.”

I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

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Jacqueline Asiimwe

@asiimwe4justice

over 1 year ago

She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer. In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school. Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was: “Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’” The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days. That was then... Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf. During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.” A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself. When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared: “I am quiet and I am loud. I raise my voice about the things that matter to me. I speak up for the people who matter to me. I have a sense of humor. I make myself laugh. I am rebellious. I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.' I am light. I am a child of light. I am a daughter of the land. I am a daughter of the sun. I embrace political controversy. I am a writer.” I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

asiimwe4justice's tweet photo. She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer.

In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school.

Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was:

“Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’”

The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days.

That was then...

Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.”

A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself.

When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared:

“I am quiet and I am loud.
I raise my voice about the things that matter to me.
I speak up for the people who matter to me.
I have a sense of humor.
I make myself laugh.
I am rebellious.
I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.'
I am light.
I am a child of light.
I am a daughter of the land.
I am a daughter of the sun.
I embrace political controversy.
I am a writer.”

I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

asiimwe4justice's tweet photo. She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer.

In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school.

Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was:

“Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’”

The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days.

That was then...

Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.”

A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself.

When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared:

“I am quiet and I am loud.
I raise my voice about the things that matter to me.
I speak up for the people who matter to me.
I have a sense of humor.
I make myself laugh.
I am rebellious.
I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.'
I am light.
I am a child of light.
I am a daughter of the land.
I am a daughter of the sun.
I embrace political controversy.
I am a writer.”

I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

asiimwe4justice's tweet photo. She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer.

In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school.

Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was:

“Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’”

The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days.

That was then...

Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.”

A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself.

When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared:

“I am quiet and I am loud.
I raise my voice about the things that matter to me.
I speak up for the people who matter to me.
I have a sense of humor.
I make myself laugh.
I am rebellious.
I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.'
I am light.
I am a child of light.
I am a daughter of the land.
I am a daughter of the sun.
I embrace political controversy.
I am a writer.”

I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

asiimwe4justice's tweet photo. She aspired to be a doctor but was too squeamish about blood. She dreamed of becoming a lawyer but wanted to avoid tedious reading. So, she chose to become a writer.

In moments when words failed her, she sought solace in writing. During her high school years, she was somewhat of a rabble rouser. One time, the dean publicly humiliated her in front of the entire school.

Unable to respond in that moment, she channeled her anger into writing and created three pages of thoughts. She inadvertently shared her writing with a friend, who was caught reading it in class, giggling uncontrollably. Consequently, the piece was confiscated, and Ingel found herself in trouble. One particular line that enraged her dean was:

“Now he’s bringing his skinny self to class, wish I could tell him, ‘nigger kiss my ass.’”

The dean was so furious that he suspended Ingel for thirty school days.

That was then...

Now, @clay_ingel employs her writing and spoken word talents to confront the injustices stemming from sexual and gender-based violence. Her voice has reached illustrious global leaders, including HE Ellen Johnson Sirleaf.

During COVID, Ingel became a mother and was unable to finish her degree, leaving her feeling adrift. She said to me, “I used to be bold, confident, and outspoken. Now, I feel shy, withdrawn, and alone.”

A fellow Liberian poet, Korto Reeves, invited her to a two-week writing retreat. Aside from writing, Ingel is using this opportunity to rediscover herself.

When I asked Ingel what she has been uncovering about herself during this period, she shared:

“I am quiet and I am loud.
I raise my voice about the things that matter to me.
I speak up for the people who matter to me.
I have a sense of humor.
I make myself laugh.
I am rebellious.
I challenge 'no' and strive to turn it into 'yes.'
I am light.
I am a child of light.
I am a daughter of the land.
I am a daughter of the sun.
I embrace political controversy.
I am a writer.”

I wrapped my arms around Ingel and wished her all the best. She is an extraordinary woman. She is rising from the ashes. Watch her roar!

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

Remember to drink responsibility

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

So Handi wor on drugs 😦

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

@__pandoras__box 😂😂😂 I’ll believe it when you bring it

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

@__pandoras__box You can come for some when you bring my other books 😭😭😭😭

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

@__pandoras__box Right? It looks something I would kill if I’m tipsy 😭

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

Sharing to learn the choreography later 🤣

almost 2 years ago

Haters will say this is AI 🕺🕺

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

Onyeka shooting her shot on biggie oh 🤣

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

Not biggie clowning sooj for crying talking about Onions in the diary room 🤣

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

Sooj diary session staying long 😩

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Perphection @clay_ingel

almost 2 years ago

You must not be from Liberia, The strength is in the bones😭😭😭

Outlaw. @wholelif3

almost 2 years ago

Bigger arms, thicker neck, wider torso, thicker legs. And she was calling Imane a bull???

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Perphection @clay_ingel

about 2 years ago

From New Georgia to all over the World❤️❤️❤️

Force.2.score 🇱🇷 @nuchiemeek

about 2 years ago

Mama! Ur Liberian boy just sold out in Kigali, Rwanda……🇷🇼

nuchiemeek's tweet photo. Mama! Ur Liberian boy just sold out in Kigali, Rwanda……🇷🇼 https://t.co/clBFjnoy2H

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