Shine and Sparkles

For me way get 1200 for uba?

I followed my Mummy to the Market to buy Foodstuffs and get groceries ❌️❌️ I followed my Mummy to the Market to be insulted ✅️✅️

Breakfast suggestions for you. 🫵

I hate seeing tweets from accounts without Bluetick. it’s literally just 7,600. are you that poor?

One night I was driving home. I suddenly developed runny stomach. Before I got home, I had pooed on myself. My husband washed the boxers. End.

“You hardly go out” Omo i no get car😔💔

Goodness and mercy shall follow us all the days of our life.

Just one DM changed his life

Someone with 20 followers just unfollowed me now😮

🚨JUST IN: Bella shmurda arrested over unpaid debt of employee for 2 years by his manager,mother and other music colleagues. Bella shmurda has been arrested by fola’s manager after the upcoming artist says he has never received any payment since his days in the Dangbana record label following the issue with his boss recently. He also mentioned that his boss said he must record 5 albums before receiving any payment and he also cried out saying he doesn’t even have upto 77k anymore.😳

i sent a girl a photo of me and she replied with “😋” i sent the same photo to another girl and she proceeded to send me a voicenote detailing every. single. little. detail. that she loved about the photo, from my tattoos, to the painting behind me. have fun, boys.

2020. Just after the COVID lockdown, I traveled to Lagos to look for a job. My first interview was at Ikeja GRA and I was staying in Ikorodu. I exhausted all the money I had on my way there and was left with just 200 naira. All through the interview, the only thing in my head was how I was going to get home. I decided that I would trek. I kept lying to myself that it wasn’t that far. Ikeja GRA to Ikorodu. After the interview, I started my 40 years walk from Egypt to the Promised Land. 😂 But as God would have it, someone drove out from the company just as I was leaving the gate. He asked where I was going. I told him somewhere I could get a vehicle to Ikorodu. He told me to get in. When we got to Maryland, where I was supposed to get a bus, he said he was going to Mile 12 and that he would drop me there. I started praising God in my heart. We started talking and he asked how I would manage from Ikorodu (not even the garage, inside inside) every day if I got job. He asked the cost of transportation. I didn’t even know, because that day I had spent more than I should since I didn’t know the place. Then I laughed and told him I didn’t even know. I said I was actually planning to trek home that day because all the money I had left was 200. The way he looked at me, I almost went to hide under the car seat. 😭 Well, he decided to drop me off at Ikorodu garage, took me to where I would get a bus to Elepe, paid for it, and even gave me money for a bike from Elepe to my house. E do me like film.

Who gave birth to some of you sef??

Fuuul finish goan text the girl you mentioned her name for laylatul qadr

Final year in school. I had this friend… not just a guy I gist with. Like my guy my guy. You know as e be. We built everything together from year one. Same struggles and all. There was this girl I really liked. I told him everything. He was always asking: “Have you checked on her?” “Have you heard from her?” “Wetin she dey like?” “What kind of things does she enjoy?” I thought it was concern. I didn’t know I was doing research for him. Slowly, he became more present around her. More involved. Too involved. I even joked one day: “You sure say you no dey like this girl?” He laughed. I believed him. Then things changed. She became distant. Replies started reducing. I didn’t understand it. What I didn’t know was that he had started telling her things about me… including that I had a serious medical condition. She believed him. He was a med student. I was a law student. His word carried weight. The day everything made sense, I had just finished "night class" (Overnight reading). I branched his place in Ekosodin (those of us that schooled in Uniben will know) before heading back to my hostel. This was around 6:30 thereabout. As I got to his door… I saw the slippers I bought her the previous week. Outside. My heart just dropped. I just hear "gbim" for my chest. Everywhere just blur. I called her phone. It rang… inside. No answer. I called again. And again. Nothing. I called him. First time, no answer. Second time, he picked. Said he was at his uncle’s place in New Benin. I just stood there for a few seconds… then turned back. That 10-minute walk to my hostel felt like the longest journey of my life. Till today, she doesn’t know why I left. He doesn’t know that I know. But I learnt something early: Some people don’t fight you. They study you… then replace you.