From “kill, kill, kill” to “devour my beloved” 😭Meanwhile his beloved just thinks he looks like a nervous puppy. I meed them to communicate 😭😭
#BlossomsoftheWhiteNight#백야의꽃길
WHEN INFLUENCE TURNS INTO MANIPULATION 🔥👏
Don’t be fooled SMALL ACCOUNTS. ♟️
It is quite laughable watching some so-called top accounts who once moved like untouchable gods on this app suddenly switch narratives. These are the same people who barely engaged with anyone, charged outrageous fees for shoutouts and believed every opportunity, decision or gig had to pass through their inner circle. Back then, small accounts were invisible to them unless there was something to gain.
Now, all of a sudden, they are preaching “support,” “community,” and “growth for everyone.” Let’s be honest nothing has really changed. The strategy just evolved. Helping small accounts has become bait, a marketing tool to keep people hopeful and hanging. They dangle promises of visibility and growth, all while positioning themselves to benefit more from engagement, subscriptions and Elon’s funds.
This is not empowerment but it’s exploitation dressed in motivational language. Real support is consistent, transparent and selfless.
Anything else is business and small accounts deserve to see it for what it truly is.
Be guided.
It’s actually good to fail astronomically at least once in your life. It will humble you, shock your system, and strip away the illusion that everything must always go right. Once you’ve survived something that shakes you to your core, the fear around failing loses its power.
It’s heartbreaking to watch how fast our humanity is eroding, not in theory, but in the small, everyday things.
We scroll past people’s pain like it’s just another post. We record tragedy instead of helping. We argue for “what’s right” but forget to be kind. Somehow, empathy has become weakness, and indifference has become strength.
We’ve learned to measure people by their utility, not their worth, to cancel rather than correct, to speak louder than we listen. We defend our opinions more fiercely than we defend one another.
The world isn’t losing its humanity because of evil alone, nah! It’s losing it because too many good people are becoming numb, and if we ever want to rebuild what’s fading, it won’t start with a movement. It’ll start with one person deciding to feel again.
When Damilare proudly shared the news that he had been made Head Boy of his school, the internet should have celebrated him. Instead, he was bullied online for the first 24 hours.
What many people didn’t see behind that post was a hardworking young man who spends his evenings doing graphic design jobs just to make ends meet. Despite his brilliance and natural leadership talent Damilare’s dream is hanging by a thread.
He’s at risk of dropping out because his family simply cannot afford to send him to university. His dream is to study Insurance and Risk Assessment at UNILAG, to build a stable, secure future for himself and those who depend on him.
Talent like his deserves a chance, please let’s join hands and send him to university.
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NoViolet Bulawayo has been awarded the 2025 Best of Caine Award for her short story, Hitting Budapest, which originally won the Prize in 2011. 🎊🌟
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Chinua Achebe in Enugu, Nigeria, 1959. He's wearing 5" shorts and a one-piece collar shirt. This means the collar is made without a separate collar band, allowing the collar to flow seamlessly into the placket, creating a relaxed, vacation vibe. Great summer style.