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@Ani_Kayode I'm just looking at those comments with confusion

No lesbian who has to be married to a man is in a win-win situation.

@piggyvest Can we safelock Dollars?

We don't pit two of our savings baddies against each other, but since you asked nicely, we'll bite 💅🏾 Piggybank and SafeLock serve two very different purposes. So, instead of asking "which option is best," the real question should be: "Which option works for what I need?" Here is your answer👇🏾

@rafelito534257 @lualuadraw @aranellaart From the show Merlin The man is Arthur thinking about Merlin kissing Morgana, the woman is Morgana thinking about Arthur kissing Guinevere

@lualuadraw @aranellaart who are all of them?

wrong conclusions

The average conservative was tricked into eating broccoli, thinking it was an aeroplane coming in for landing, and has never recovered

Men's orgasm is for procreation and women's orgasm is for pleasure, so if you're not ready to be a father, your orgasm is unnecessary

If you offer the water in a bathtub I'm jumping in

Care for da birds, enslave da humans

Nah, once an author has a very popular quote, they are now a god in the literary world 😂

@IdongesitUduehe @onu_slim @Ne_hooooo 🤣🤣🤣🤣

@onu_slim @Ne_hooooo Ronaldo no dribble pass this one o

Last year, a friend of mine started feeling off. Nothing dramatic, just one of those moments where your body feels strange and your mind won’t rest. So he decided to run a full body check. My younger brother, Dr. Mo, helped him with a list of tests to do. The following weekend, he went to a reputable hospital in Abuja. Blood samples were taken, and the only test left was a semen analysis, so he went home to provide that. A few hours later, he returned. But the moment he walked in, something felt….. off. They told him to sit and wait for the doctor because “only doctors give HIV results”. He said he understood, since he regularly checks himself anyway, but he couldn’t ignore the subtle shift in how the nurse and receptionist were behaving around him. The silence felt heavy. Then he pressed them. That’s when one of the nurses asked, almost coldly, “Why don’t you use protection?” That was the moment his heart dropped. He called me immediately. “Slim, where are you? Where is Dr. Mo?” I told him I was about to board a flight for a seminar and that my brother was at his office. He put both of us on a conference call and explained everything, his voice shaking. We told him to calm down and wait for the doctor. A while later, he called back crying uncontrollably. Real tears. Mucus. Panic. The kind of cry that comes from deep fear. He said the doctor told him he was HIV positive. They explained that the test had been run twice. The first showed faint visibility, the second was bold and “confirmed”. The doctor consoled him and immediately prescribed antiretroviral medication. He paid ₦300,000 upfront for a three month supply since it wasn’t in stock. When he asked why it was so expensive, they told him global funding had changed and drugs were now costlier. That evening, he called me again and told me everything. This was a man preparing for marriage. His whole future felt like it collapsed in one afternoon. Within a week of emotional breakdowns, he told his family and his fiancée. She cried endlessly at first, then after testing herself and confirming she was negative, she stopped picking his calls. Eventually, her family cut off communication too. But through it all, one person never stopped pushing, my brother, Dr. Mo. He kept insisting, “We need to repeat these tests somewhere else.” My friend resisted at first. He believed the hospital was one of the best. But Dr. Mo drove to his house himself and took him to a diagnostic centre. They ran the test. Negative. He didn’t even know how to react. Relief felt suspicious. So another test was done. Same protocols. Same careful confirmation process. Negative again. Dr. Mo looked at him and said calmly, “Right now it’s one positive, one negative. We need one more to be sure.” The next day, they went to a government hospital. Two different testing methods were used. Both came back negative. That was the moment the weight lifted. Joy, disbelief, anger, relief all mixed together. He said he wanted to call his fiancée immediately. We told him to call only to inform her of the wrong diagnosis, not to ask for anything back. Some things happen to reveal more than they take. Because sometimes the real test isn’t medical. It’s life showing you who stays when fear enters the room.

If this is the only man that ever loved Dany, she was truly in hell

I knew it was going to end like this

Would have been a 5 star story if not for the creepy dynamic with the love interest.

@SweatieAngle Being flayed was too much for her though. There's a limit

I do think these gave me weird ideas about what normal sex and relationships are like as I read them in elementary school and the protagonist is a god-appointed perfect masochist prostitute who saves the world by getting off on being flayed alive

This is kinda related, but I hate how In Five Years cosplays as a romance

He said no whites allowed in his house not in his hole

Actual solution: Switch their smartphone with a dumb phone. Calls, texts, and maybe a pdf reader

I think they truly believe that "people" should be free. Unfortunately they don't see women as people

You'll see a man give such a perfect analysis of some kind of oppression that affects him, e.g classism. In the next breath he'll defend child marriage

@Raye_Hg Lack of education Inadequate access to family planning Husbands ban contraceptives because they think it will make their wives cheat Religion In general, poverty leads to high birth rates while economic prosperity leads to low birth rates

Nigeria is supposed to be experiencing a high decline in birth rate, yet I don’t understand why we are still procreating. Na we poor pass, na we dey born pass. And why would you even want children to come to earth and be Nigerians?