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Wish me luck

This guy just told me I’m fat and I’m not his type. I’m about to start working out to get the revenge body, let see who he is calling fat. This is not only for him though but also for myself because I don’t know how I let myself get this big, I use to

Wicked.

Sometimes I wish I was actually wicked. The situations people have put me through in my whole life is enough for one to have the heart of a stone. Wicked.

Exhausted

I just hope I end up not committing suicide before the end of this year because I’m extremely fed up of everything. The only thing stopping me is my mother. Nothing is really working out for me.. I cry every night just because of my current situation. I can hardly afford the basic things. Things

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love or lust

I met a lady within my work environment and tried getting us talking but she ghosted me after two different att

Wahala

This adulthood no make sense at all, na so so think person dey think, hustle like the world wants to end. If you are now a single babe, hand go meet u😂. Like yesterday I was 22, now boom I’m 25, I Don taya😐. The country is not helping at all, the only thing that

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