Cuddlemii:

thanx leu

2day was a long day

Cuddlemii:

no not sleeping. have to show my friend skillz cos they all claimed that ive seen all of them and they havent seen me, bla bla

sexkillz:

I didn't Claim Nothing. i'll see them any other time. I know you know he's watching and he aint in a rush

leuelliot:

If you're referring to me i have the pictures btw what am i doing with them *deleting, Deleted* if you need privacy just email don't forget to cc me ooooo

leuelliot:

If you're referring to me i have the pictures btw what am i doing with them *deleting,  Deleted* if you need privacy just email don't forget to cc me ooooo

Gosh!  Lol@ your Ignorance! Oya go and start reading from page 1 of this thread so u can understand why i said that! SMH!

sexkillz:

Cuddy, this Lappy Goes off in 10 /15 mins Approximately. If You dont get a reply after 15 mins, Know I'm gone! Or just mail em!

sexkillz:

Cuddy, this Lappy Goes off in 10 /15 mins Approximately. If You dont get a reply after 15 mins, Know I'm gone! Or just mail em!

Cuddlemii:

Its like both of u are egocentric men.

leuelliot:

Dude you need to get one of em mini hp's they rock that's what i'm using now my power hungry envy's battery is dead #justsaying

You wan kill am be that Na mini i dey use too, and it's been on for about 7 hrs!

Cuddy, are you in Emerald?

leuelliot:

Some folks will tell you the blues is a woman,
Some type of supernatural creature.
My mother would tell you, if she could,
About her life with my father,
A strange and sometimes cruel gentleman.
She would tell you about the choices
A young black woman faces.
Is falling in love with some man
A deal with the devil
In blue terms, the tongue we use
When we don't want nuance
To get in the way,
When we need to talk straight.
My mother chooses my father
After choosing a man
Who was, as we sing it,
Of no account.
This man made my father look good,
That's how bad it was.
He made my father seem like an island
In the middle of a stormy sea,
He made my father look like a rock.
And is the blues the moment you realize
You exist in a stacked deck,
You look in a mirror at your young face,
The face my sister carries,
And you know it's the only leverage
You've got.
Does this create a hurt that whispers
How you going to do?
Is the blues the moment
You shrug your shoulders
And agree, a girl without money
Is nothing, dust
To be pushed around by any old breeze.
Compared to this,
My father seems, briefly,
To be a fire escape.
This is the way the blues works
Its sorry wonders,
Makes trouble look like
A feather bed,
Makes the wrong man's kisses
A healing.

Cuddlemii:

@skillz what is emerald

sexkillz:

Dude! Seriously, am i supposed to read all that? Cuddy's Poems arent up to half of that stuff, but they were as confusing as hell!

sexkillz:

^^^^ Thought u said u were in Unilag! You cant be in Unilag and not know Emerald hostel