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Happy +1 to Me🎈 Lord I am grateful for the brand new age & what you have in store for me.

@kyeruphiona 😂😂

Incase you missed the drone show ....😂

@dammiedammie35 Aaawwhhh I love them

Between Linda Ejiofor-Suleiman and her husband after making history as the first person to win both Best Actress and the Best Supporting Actress for categories in one night at the AMVCA12 🥹🥰✨

Why are you building a residential house at 28? What will you be doing at 48? Do we really have financial advisors for these young people! You believe this nonsense that it is a shame to rent? Or some other nonsense that renting is expensive? Sit down with a proper financial advisor leave street talk on the street. Rent anywhere you want and invest your savings. You will build when you are 45! If you build at 28 you with either break that house in 20 years or you will not even want to look at it.

Fashionably late for AMVCA Cultural Day🥰 Honouring the beauty, royalty, and rich heritage of the Edo culture tonight❤️ #AMVCA

This is me every time my head is touched in the salon

@6255c9843081412 😂😂😂😂 The big boss

So Salestino is the "Boss"? 🤣🤣 #loveofmylifetelemundo

@serwaah_koto He should take forever, let him suffer

Dante's healing will be longggg #loveofmylifetelemundo

But does Daniella only have two memories of Ricardo from the past? #loveofmylifetelemundo

Not every time “and you?” 😡 Sometimes ask your talking stage questions that will make both of you forget you met on the internet 😔 Ask things like: 1. What’s your relationship with God or your mum like? 2. How was your day… like really? 3. What’s something small that instantly makes your day better? 5. What’s your most unnecessary talent? 😭 6. What’s something you want for yourself this year? 7. What’s something you’ve learned about yourself recently? 8. What do you appreciate more now than you did a few years ago? 9. What’s your love language? 10. What genuinely makes you happy? 11. What helps you feel emotionally safe around someone? 12. Have you ever met someone and the conversation just felt easy? 13. What’s your idea of a peaceful life? 14. What’s one thing you wish people understood better about you? 15. Do you think timing matters as much as connection? 15. What kind of conversations do you enjoy the most? 17. What’s something you’re still trying to heal from? 18. What’s one thing you wish people asked you more often? 19. What’s a random memory you’ll never forget? 20. What’s something that scares you about relationships? 21. What’s something you’ll never tolerate again? 22. Are you heal? 23. Are you still seeking closure from your ex? 24. Is your ex aware that you’ve moved on? Lastly, please stop asking people “what’s your weak point?” You’re not a hired assassin

I told my cousin I would help him move into his new apartment by 8 a.m., but I completely forgot and went back to sleep after turning off my alarm. Around 9:30am, I woke up to loud music outside the gate. At first, I thought it was one of those street vendors passing by. Then I heard someone shouting my name through a megaphone. I rushed outside looking confused, and there he was sitting in the back of a moving truck with all his bags and two angry-looking friends beside him. This guy borrowed a megaphone from a church nearby just to wake me up because I wasn’t answering my calls. The moment he saw me, he pointed at me dramatically and shouted, "Ladies and gentlemen, meet the man who abandoned us during migration."

I know a couple who did their church wedding and immediately after that, they announced that people should collect their food, drinks and souvenirs at the door on their way out. There was no reception. They did their honeymoon in 3 different countries and I found it really cool.

@DenisDukeUG Eeeehhh

Dear Denis, My name is Joan. I got married to my husband when I was 24, and together we have four children. We’ve been living a normal life, and everything was fine until last week when something happened. I had never caught my husband cheating or even flirting with another woman. We both had access to each other’s phones and passwords, and we had always been faithful. That’s why what I’m about to share has completely broken my heart, and I feel so worthless right now. A few weeks ago, my husband unexpectedly changed his phone password. When I asked why, he said he wanted a new one because someone at work might have learned the old password, so he didn’t feel safe. Because I trusted him, I believed his story, but it was all a lie 😭. Denis, I started noticing some changes. My husband began coming home late several times, and when I asked, he said he’d had a stressful day at work and needed some time out. His job can be demanding, and I understood what he might be going through, so I didn’t question it much. Then one particular day, he didn’t return home. When I asked, he said he had gone out with friends, drank too much, and passed out, so he slept at a friend’s place. By this time, I had started sensing that something wasn’t right. To cut a long story short, all this time my husband had been secretly organizing a wedding with a woman who had introduced me to him 😭😭😭😭. A close friend later told me they had actually been dating since the day she introduced him to me 💔💔. At first, she didn’t want him because he was poor, so she connected him to me. I was young and didn’t mind his financial situation, so I fell in love. He’s very handsome, I couldn’t resist. He’s caring, loving, and responsible. He worked very hard to build the life we have now, and he’s now wealthy, I can’t deny that. When this friend saw that he was doing well, she came back for him with full force. On the day he came home late, they had gone for kukyala, and on the day he didn’t return home, they had a kwanjula 💔💔💔😭😭😭😭. Last weekend was their wedding 💔💔💔😭😭. I feel betrayed. I feel terrible. I gave this man my life, only for him to treat me this way. He hasn’t returned home since last week. He knows that I know. He doesn’t pick up my calls. My children miss him so much. He had such a strong bond with them, and now they’re asking questions I don’t have answers to 😭😭😭😭😭😭. Denis, I feel played.

My father's best friend was a man called Uncle Bayo who disappeared from our lives without explanation. I was 12 the last time I saw him. He came to our flat in Gbagada, argued with my father in the bedroom for an hour, and walked out without saying goodbye to me. My father never spoke his name again. Neither did my mother. Uncle Bayo became a silence with a shape. Twenty-six years passed. I was in Philadelphia for a conference. A networking dinner at a hotel downtown. Across the room, a man about my father's age caught my eye and held it too long. He approached me during dessert and said my surname like it was a question he already knew the answer to. We sat in the hotel lobby until 2am. He told me the story my father never did. They had started a construction company together in the early 90s. It had failed because of a contract dispute with a senator. The senator had paid only half the money and refused the rest. The debt had crushed them. Uncle Bayo had blamed my father for trusting the senator. My father had blamed Uncle Bayo for not reading the fine print. The friendship had shattered. Two men who had been closer than brothers had become strangers over something neither of them could control. Uncle Bayo had moved to America after the falling out. He had built a new life, a new business, a small contracting firm in West Philly. He had married a Ghanaian woman and had two daughters. He had never returned to Nigeria. He had never called my father. He had assumed the silence was mutual. I asked why he approached me now. He said he recognised my face because I looked like my father at 30. He said he had been waiting for decades to see that face again, to explain something that was never about betrayal. He said the argument had been about shame, not money. Both men had felt they failed each other. Neither had known how to say it. I called my father from the hotel room. It was 3am in Lagos. He answered on the second ring, voice thick with sleep and alarm. I told him who I was sitting with. The line went quiet. Then my father did something I had never heard him do. He cried. Not softly. The kind of crying that comes from a place words cannot reach. Uncle Bayo flew to Lagos 3 months later. They met at the same flat in Gbagada. They sat in the same living room where the argument had happened. They didn't re-litigate the past. They just sat together, two old men with white hair and matching hypertension medication, and let the silence heal. My father died last year. Uncle Bayo spoke at the funeral. He said the greatest thief in life is not money or failure. It is the belief that there is always more time. Call them. The debt is not theirs. It is yours.

@ThejourneyofACL Amen

Sis to Sis My prayer for you is that the Lord blesses you with a man who loves Him with all his heart. I pray He gives you a man who is intentional about you, loves you, and is committed to seeing you become all God created you to be. I pray the Lord blesses you with a man who will never want you to shrink, but will encourage you to grow and flourish.

BREAKING: The High Court has sentenced Christopher Okello Onyum to death after convicting him on four counts of murder at the Ggaba Early Childhood Development Daycare Centre. #NBSUpdates

30 on the 30th ouuuuuu 🌸💞💕✨ Happy birthday to meeee

@Lifeof_AG01 Jireh, you are enough

There is a girl somewhere right now who has no boyfriend. No calls. No texts. Just by herself, and on her phone. How are you doing, love?

@Auntyadaa The heels

Fashion girlies: Which of these shoes would you pair with that outfit in the first frame ? 1st, 2nd or 3rd ?

@AndyjnrUmaru Yes, absolutely

Would you accept a Bible as a birthday gift? Be Honest