Rewarding myself with the second piece of red velvet cake I got from last weekend and a chilled glass of unsweetened zobo with a hint of lemon liqueur, for making it to Friday. That’s dinner. I deserve…
Na why I come back house, no shower, no change. Because I know I’ll fall asleep if I do. Less than an hour meet, and it feels cool. That’s why humans are social animals.
Maturing is realizing getting that, “I’m in your area, let’s hang” text is actually a sweet gesture.
I’ve taken it for granted too long. You thought of me and I’m excited about that. Let’s hanggggg!
Used to experience conflict resolution so good, that whilst they were still talking… all I want to do is give ‘em a kiss. Don’t matter where. Cause they start looking wayyyyy more attractive as I realize they 100% heard and listened, not only for my words but also my feelings.
Had this person advising me to use something for period discomfort. But like, just let me rant & complain in peace… with small pampering & sorries. I don’t think I neeeeed medicine or herbs for a 3-day period na. After day 2, life is typically good again.
When I got back home Friday night, I cried small sha… but by Saturday, I snapped back and proceeded to have a good weekend. Now on to a good week. Amen.