Black.

  I had never spoken to her before in my life. But when I did, she couldn’t hear anything I was saying. Love can be as deaf as it is

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Nocturnal Enuresis & Being A Form 4.

  Maybe the devil isn’t a lier. Maybe we just put the blame on him to make ourselves feel better. Because blaming someone or something other than yourself is somewhat

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There Is No Title For This One.

As I quickly write this blog, I am struggling to find what it is for. Like what it’s purpose is. But then my blog has been quite dormant and I

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What Happens To You After Men Have Gone Back Their Wives?

A village in the middle of nowhere celebrates the achievement of one of their daughters who just passed her national exams and has now been called to a renown university

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One Does Not Break The Hand Of A Farmer.

“Mūrīmi ndaunagūo gūoko.” Said a person who I have neither heard nor seen. I am not even sure if that is the correct way to write what they said, but

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Pain Cannot Accurately Be Defined.

I tend to think that life is a kite suspended in air. One moment in this direction, the other moment in that direction. I don’t know how yours is. But

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Let Us Not Forget The 80s, 90s & Early 2000s.

The air they breathed was contaminated with sadness and death. The environment was littered with desperation and confusion. And the sky? Well it was was pregnant with disease and it

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Men Must Talk.

It was a Glenlivet 15 that Joe (not his real name) liked to have when he felt the way he was feeling today. He had concluded that it was the

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Few Things Last Forever.

Had he not looked in that direction, Oliver would never have know what the essence of life is. He was not sure whether he had seen a prettier girl in

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