bebs the dragon.🐉

Public holidays in Nigerian Law School is like collecting a loan, they will collect it back and they will collect it with interest.

@phillyf_ i pray i don’t fight before the 9 months are over 😭

@abebi__ They are insufferable & SUPER Annoying

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@cwithmymind @phillyf_ girl yes! it took all my self control to not respond 😭 and someone said ‘well said’ 💀

@abebi__ @phillyf_ 😭 ph campus shey? I hissed when I listened to that voice note because you absolutely can not be serious

Noelia’s euthanasia for depression, at just 25 years old, took place in her room at Sant Camil Hospital at 6 p.m. in Barcelona. Her final wishes were to be elegantly dressed with light makeup. She also requested to be alone when she died. Doctors injected a toxin into her veins and she stopped breathing. A rape victim who was failed by her own country. Rest in peace angel. 🙏

I used to count things on my body that had once touched the same air as my father. I would randomly remember him and start counting... "Daddy met my hairband, this gown, he met this ribbon, he bought us this cassette, this book..." "Daddy met this plate, this curtain..." As the years went by, I would barely find 1 or 2 things, that was here while he was still with us. The skirt I had on when he passed, I hoarded for years till I gave it out. It got to a point where I could no longer find a personal item, I had outgrown all of them and the rest had worn out. When it was over 7 years, the only thing that had touched the same air as my dad, that I had left, was my shoulder length hair. We still had household items: clothes we wore as babies, plates, even my Dad's special plate and cup, curtains, my Dad's car, my mum's too. Our house got burnt to the ground a year ago and I no longer have things to count. His car was packed in our compound for over a year, and even when my mum got a new car, she would refuse to sell her old rickety Golf that "her dear" got for her. I've forgotten Daddy's smell, his voice too, and somehow his face, I keep looking at pictures tho. Daddy would dance in front of the TV, and because he was a huge man and covered most of it, we would all be giggling and begging him to stop (he was a bad dancer, I got it from him). I wish he stayed longer. He was as busy as he was available, he was such a dancer, a bad one, but a dancer. I hope he's still dancing wherever he is, I hope he has little children to dance with and for. Daddy's smell is now very faint in my memory. I can still remember his hands tho, his dentition, His feet, faintly. I have his feet too. The only thing of his I have left is his name. It's been 13 years without Daddy, I wonder if he has children there to help him scratch and pick his back. I wonder how he has been drinking water without his stainless cup, is there suya there? He must really miss it. Was he scared in his final moments? Not even of death, but of dying in front of me and breaking my heart? I often wonder if he knew he wasn't going to make it through the night and if he was sacred or heartbroken by the knowledge of that. When I told him that night that things were going to be better, I hope he saw the strength in my voice. Adolphus would have been such a playful grandpa, we'll all miss him, our children too. Rest well my Angel❤️

APPLE . you’re not sticking anything up my butt man . ffs PINEAPPLE. MANGO, Jeeez an ORANGE haibo PAPAYA 😭😭

one of the craziest parts of love is how it turns ordinary things sacred. a side of the bed. a street corner. a stupid coffee shop. suddenly everything is haunted by tenderness

and for the lady, perhaps an entire week of existing without any responsibilities

You can’t be serious saying that feminism isn’t necessary when situations like this STILL occur today

This is what misogyny looks like in real life violence, lifelong trauma, & irreversible harm. Comparing that to misandry ignores the dynamics at play. If there’s an equivalent pattern of harm caused by misandry, show it. Otherwise, let’s stop pretending they’re the same.

The way Nigeria is now, even if you spend your money wisely, it will still finish.😭

I really don’t know what was going on in that civil litigation class.

Nothing like spare time for here, you can be doing siesta to rest your brain and be having nightmares about failing.

to be fair, I’m not doing so good mentally, I am struggling a little bit. uh, however, financially, I am doing even worse.

410k raised already, remaining 66k. Thanks to all the donors and everyone reposting my tweet. Your 1k, 2k, 3k, 4k, 5k... donations will go a long way.

I need atleast 5 miracles between now && month end

Beauty in black is one terrible show that I cannot stop watching.

“i like your eyes” please leave me alone.

She's “bossy.” He's “a boss.” She's “emotional.” He's “passionate.” She's “difficult.” He's “detail-oriented.” The dictionary of sexism has two editions.