youmour:
The day i fake sickness so that i no go enter church on a sunday,na so i arrange my babe come house,after we don strafff wella na so i go throway condom inside toilet kon forget flush.as i discharge her e no reach 30mins my people come back from church while i still dey form sickness,na so mumsi wan use toilet she see condom dey float with akamu inside na so she call popsi make him kon see,wallahi the flog dem flog me that year na him make me dey fvck skin2skin now

. What class were you?

HitlerGaddafi:

Bros i was once in your shoes o. I used to be a stutterer back then in secondary school. I went to a boarding school and i was really tormented with it even from my peer groups. I remember when I was asked to pray in the dining hall before meals and everyone would just start laughing at me. Anytime I even had disagreement with the food prefect then, his own way of vengeance was to ask me to pray in the dining hall but what could I do? I left the situation to God and I left vengeance for God. I wasn't born a stutterer but a neighbor I used to make fun of caused the whole mess. Each day, I made fun of him and before I knew it, I got used to the shít. I thank God I' ve gotten over it now at least up to 90% and the remaining 10% is not even noticeable at all. I intend establishing a world class foundation and charity for stutterers in Nigeria, Africa and the world as a whole and God willing, by the year 2025, I should have achieved my goals.

This goal you planned five years aback. I wish to know how far it's gone, you know, it's five years to go.

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0ppa:

This goal you planned five years aback. I wish to know how far it's gone, you know, it's five years to go.

You can send a mail.

HitlerGaddafi:

Bros i was once in your shoes o. I used to be a stutterer back then in secondary school. I went to a boarding school and i was really tormented with it even from my peer groups. I remember when I was asked to pray in the dining hall before meals and everyone would just start laughing at me. Anytime I even had disagreement with the food prefect then, his own way of vengeance was to ask me to pray in the dining hall but what could I do? I left the situation to God and I left vengeance for God. I wasn't born a stutterer but a neighbor I used to make fun of caused the whole mess. Each day, I made fun of him and before I knew it, I got used to the shít. I thank God I' ve gotten over it now at least up to 90% and the remaining 10% is not even noticeable at all. I intend establishing a world class foundation and charity for stutterers in Nigeria, Africa and the world as a whole and God willing, by the year 2025, I should have achieved my goals.

have you achieved ur dreams?

A group of 4 girls in the secondary school I attended at the time were playing “would you rather” but they were playing it on paper because it was a study hall and they had to be quiet.
When class was over and everyone left I went to go throw some paper away and saw their paper in the trash can, and I saw my name was on it so I got curious and looked
The question was verbatim “would you rather kiss and marry [my name] or would you rather get raped by a fulani” and they all put tallies under get raped by a Fulani.
Was very hurtful. I wasn’t mean or anything I was just shy and ugly. People thought I was “dangerous”
I’ve since forgiven everyone but I deleted all my social media and cut all contacts with anyone from secondary school about a 4 years after graduation