chatinent:
[s]There is a difference between needing a man and needing a man's surname.Last time I checked, there are more men stalking ladies than there are women stalking men.There are many much-unaccepted friend requests on your Facebook; more snubbed chats, and more.Then why do some women still say they need men?Your requirement in men, most times, only exists in heaven. How can you need a tall, handsome, pointed nose, British accent, take care of your needs, buy you anything you want, must have two houses and at least three cars, rich, honest and faithful guy..who will take you for who you are! Who are you! Go and mould that person naw. Kuku say you need your personal Lord and Saviour!The only guy you claimed to love was Greg who was only concerned about using you until your carburetor knocked. And it is difficult most times to recognise these sorts.Let me surprise you: the only requirement most men are looking for in a woman is a good character. Some men say they want virgins. Believe me, many men only want a good character. Other things are secondary.You have refused to lift the fog to see beneath your makeup, breast, and hips. Continue singing you get yansh, you get breast, you sabi cook, you get this, you bi wife material.[/i]Motivation yea? That uncle who sang that rubbish is married! Bubble poked!Phillip that you are rejecting because of his kpomo lips have those qualities, then you let him off the hook.Ndubuisi you told off loved you from his heart but you wrote him off due to his gigantic head! Ọ bụ isi ya ka ị ga -eri?You rejected Thomas because of his protruding belly. You called his belly an amusement park!You also used and dumped Samuel because he hadn't the kind of money you wanted!You rejected Isaiah because of his bulging eye. You said he was Segun Eyerinze Version II.Andrew was your first love yet you dumped him for the trophies of short-lived iPhones and Aba Brazilian wigs. Andrew cried and begged you not to leave but you wagged your hips on him and said he was no longer your type.Joe is still showing the hints he is into you but you placed him in an eternal friendzone.And there is Michael, a tall, handsome, and caring guy coming...you and your friends have already labeled him a player.Going home, you are now considering drifting your life from revolving around money, to looking for a god-fearing man. Hey look, a food-flask-headed 2face is stopping you and telling you how he wants to marry you.You are glad. He has a car..and it's a plus. Oh, he is even a doctor in Massachusetts. Oh, God thank you o. In fact, what God cannot do doesn't exist...even when you lied to him that Grey was your “first” and [i]only guy who “raped” you.Yapu, yapu, yapu, yapu...Two months later..Two seconds, e don end. You realised he is married after he has nigeria-ed your body figure. Oh, all men are dogs.You are on your DM now trying to respond to old chats if those oldies can bring back those words. Oh, most of them are married now. What a reverse psycology!You feel you have failed as a woman. To whom do you run to? Oh, the society is expecting much now! Everyone is asking you personal questions about your children and husband. You mutter, can't they mind their business!In mid-thought, you feel you have failed.I'll tell you for free: you have not failed.You have not just answered the big question.I ask you, what do you really want![/s]

siofra:
May you find your husband madam

FutureIsFemale:
HMMMM! It is well. Dear God please let my story be different. Let it not get to this point of carrying placard IJN

chatinent:


You aren't wrong.

I had to be so dry to make my point.

Pk01:
my sister be calm... I always see you have alot of toasters here be calm... Be serious with your life... And stop that feminist stuffs... God will surely bless you with man you desire... I luv pocohantas... But I be small boy... That's why

wany:
you talk off point

FarinJini:
you dey drink kunu? Make I buy you two bottles

chatinent:
There is a difference between needing a man and needing a man's surname.


Last time I checked, there are more men stalking ladies than there are women stalking men.


There are many much-unaccepted friend requests on your Facebook; more snubbed chats, and more.

Then why do some women still say they need men?

Your requirement in men, most times, only exists in heaven. How can you need a tall, handsome, pointed nose, British accent, take care of your needs, buy you anything you want, must have two houses and at least three cars, rich, honest and faithful guy..who will take you for who you are! Who are you! Go and mould that person naw. Kuku say you need your personal Lord and Saviour!

The only guy you claimed to love was Greg who was only concerned about using you until your carburetor knocked. And it is difficult most times to recognise these sorts.

Let me surprise you: the only requirement most men are looking for in a woman is a good character. Some men say they want virgins. Believe me, many men only want a good character. Other things are secondary.

You have refused to lift the fog to see beneath your makeup, breast, and hips. Continue singing you get yansh, you get breast, you sabi cook, you get this, you bi wife material.

Motivation yea? That uncle who sang that rubbish is married! Bubble poked!


Phillip that you are rejecting because of his kpomo lips have those qualities, then you let him off the hook.

Ndubuisi you told off loved you from his heart but you wrote him off due to his gigantic head! Ọ bụ isi ya ka ị ga -eri?

You rejected Thomas because of his protruding belly. You called his belly an amusement park!

You also used and dumped Samuel because he hadn't the kind of money you wanted!

You rejected Isaiah because of his bulging eye. You said he was Segun Eyerinze Version II.

Andrew was your first love yet you dumped him for the trophies of short-lived iPhones and Aba Brazilian wigs. Andrew cried and begged you not to leave but you wagged your hips on him and said he was no longer your type.

Joe is still showing the hints he is into you but you placed him in an eternal friendzone.

And there is Michael, a tall, handsome, and caring guy coming...you and your friends have already labeled him a player.

Going home, you are now considering drifting your life from revolving around money, to looking for a god-fearing man. Hey look, a food-flask-headed 2face is stopping you and telling you how he wants to marry you.

You are glad. He has a car..and it's a plus. Oh, he is even a doctor in Massachusetts. Oh, God thank you o. In fact, what God cannot do doesn't exist...even when you lied to him that Greg was your “first” and only guy who “raped” you.


Yapu, yapu, yapu, yapu...

Two months later..

Two seconds, e don end.

You realised he is married after he has nigeria-ed your body figure. Oh, all men are dogs.

You are on your DM now trying to respond to old chats if those oldies can bring back those words. Oh, most of them are married now. Others have learnt to be wiser. What a reverse psycology!


You feel you have failed as a woman. To whom do you run to? Oh, the society is expecting much now! Everyone is asking you personal questions about your children and husband. You mutter, can't they mind their business!

In mid-thought, you feel you have failed.

I'll tell you for free: you have not failed.

You have not just answered the big question.

I ask you, what do you really want!

PrimadonnaO:


I can assure you neither of them has "man problems."

It's on NL these men be wilding.

FutureIsFemale:
HMMMM! It is well. Dear God please let my story be different. Let it not get to this point of carrying placard IJN

wany:
you talk off point

FutureIsFemale:
HMMMM! It is well. Dear God please let my story be different. Let it not get to this point of carrying placard IJN

FutureIsFemale:
Do you think I'd marry if it wasn't God's command to do so?

FutureIsFemale:
HMMMM! It is well. Dear God please let my story be different. Let it not get to this point of carrying placard IJN

FutureIsFemale:
HMMMM! It is well. Dear God please let my story be different. Let it not get to this point of carrying placard IJN

chatinent:


Convert it to dollars. Make I send my bank account address?

FutureIsFemale:
HMMMM! It is well. Dear God please let my story be different. Let it not get to this point of carrying placard IJN

chatinent this is deep:
There is a difference between needing a man and needing a man's surname.


Last time I checked, there are more men stalking ladies than there are women stalking men.


There are many much-unaccepted friend requests on your Facebook; more snubbed chats, and more.

Then why do some women still say they need men?

Your requirement in men, most times, only exists in heaven. How can you need a tall, handsome, pointed nose, British accent, take care of your needs, buy you anything you want, must have two houses and at least three cars, rich, honest and faithful guy..who will take you for who you are! Who are you! Go and mould that person naw. Kuku say you need your personal Lord and Saviour!

The only guy you claimed to love was Greg who was only concerned about using you until your carburetor knocked. And it is difficult most times to recognise these sorts.

Let me surprise you: the only requirement most men are looking for in a woman is a good character. Some men say they want virgins. Believe me, many men only want a good character. Other things are secondary.

You have refused to lift the fog to see beneath your makeup, breast, and hips. Continue singing you get yansh, you get breast, you sabi cook, you get this, you bi wife material.

Motivation yea? That uncle who sang that rubbish is married! Bubble poked!


Phillip that you are rejecting because of his kpomo lips have those qualities, then you let him off the hook.

Ndubuisi you told off loved you from his heart but you wrote him off due to his gigantic head! Ọ bụ isi ya ka ị ga -eri?

You rejected Thomas because of his protruding belly. You called his belly an amusement park!

You also used and dumped Samuel because he hadn't the kind of money you wanted!

You rejected Isaiah because of his bulging eye. You said he was Segun Eyerinze Version II.

Andrew was your first love yet you dumped him for the trophies of short-lived iPhones and Aba Brazilian wigs. Andrew cried and begged you not to leave but you wagged your hips on him and said he was no longer your type.

Joe is still showing the hints he is into you but you placed him in an eternal friendzone.

And there is Michael, a tall, handsome, and caring guy coming...you and your friends have already labeled him a player.

Going home, you are now considering drifting your life from revolving around money, to looking for a god-fearing man. Hey look, a food-flask-headed 2face is stopping you and telling you how he wants to marry you.

You are glad. He has a car..and it's a plus. Oh, he is even a doctor in Massachusetts. Oh, God thank you o. In fact, what God cannot do doesn't exist...even when you lied to him that Greg was your “first” and only guy who “raped” you.


Yapu, yapu, yapu, yapu...

Two months later..

Two seconds, e don end.

You realised he is married after he has nigeria-ed your body figure. Oh, all men are dogs.

You are on your DM now trying to respond to old chats if those oldies can bring back those words. Oh, most of them are married now. Others have learnt to be wiser. What a reverse psycology!


You feel you have failed as a woman. To whom do you run to? Oh, the society is expecting much now! Everyone is asking you personal questions about your children and husband. You mutter, can't they mind their business!

In mid-thought, you feel you have failed.

I'll tell you for free: you have not failed.

You have not just answered the big question.

I ask you, what do you really want!

chatinent:
There is a difference between needing a man and needing a man's surname.


Last time I checked, there are more men stalking ladies than there are women stalking men.


There are many much-unaccepted friend requests on your Facebook; more snubbed chats, and more.

Then why do some women still say they need men?

Your requirement in men, most times, only exists in heaven. How can you need a tall, handsome, pointed nose, British accent, take care of your needs, buy you anything you want, must have two houses and at least three cars, rich, honest and faithful guy..who will take you for who you are! Who are you! Go and mould that person naw. Kuku say you need your personal Lord and Saviour!

The only guy you claimed to love was Greg who was only concerned about using you until your carburetor knocked. And it is difficult most times to recognise these sorts.

Let me surprise you: the only requirement most men are looking for in a woman is a good character. Some men say they want virgins. Believe me, many men only want a good character. Other things are secondary.

You have refused to lift the fog to see beneath your makeup, breast, and hips. Continue singing you get yansh, you get breast, you sabi cook, you get this, you bi wife material.

Motivation yea? That uncle who sang that rubbish is married! Bubble poked!


Phillip that you are rejecting because of his kpomo lips have those qualities, then you let him off the hook.

Ndubuisi you told off loved you from his heart but you wrote him off due to his gigantic head! Ọ bụ isi ya ka ị ga -eri?

You rejected Thomas because of his protruding belly. You called his belly an amusement park!

You also used and dumped Samuel because he hadn't the kind of money you wanted!

You rejected Isaiah because of his bulging eye. You said he was Segun Eyerinze Version II.

Andrew was your first love yet you dumped him for the trophies of short-lived iPhones and Aba Brazilian wigs. Andrew cried and begged you not to leave but you wagged your hips on him and said he was no longer your type.

Joe is still showing the hints he is into you but you placed him in an eternal friendzone.

And there is Michael, a tall, handsome, and caring guy coming...you and your friends have already labeled him a player.

Going home, you are now considering drifting your life from revolving around money, to looking for a god-fearing man. Hey look, a food-flask-headed 2face is stopping you and telling you how he wants to marry you.

You are glad. He has a car..and it's a plus. Oh, he is even a doctor in Massachusetts. Oh, God thank you o. In fact, what God cannot do doesn't exist...even when you lied to him that Greg was your “first” and only guy who “raped” you.


Yapu, yapu, yapu, yapu...

Two months later..

Two seconds, e don end.

You realised he is married after he has nigeria-ed your body figure. Oh, all men are dogs.

You are on your DM now trying to respond to old chats if those oldies can bring back those words. Oh, most of them are married now. Others have learnt to be wiser. What a reverse psycology!


You feel you have failed as a woman. To whom do you run to? Oh, the society is expecting much now! Everyone is asking you personal questions about your children and husband. You mutter, can't they mind their business!

In mid-thought, you feel you have failed.

I'll tell you for free: you have not failed.

You have not just answered the big question.

I ask you, what do you really want!

chatinent:
There is a difference between needing a man and needing a man's surname.


Last time I checked, there are more men stalking ladies than there are women stalking men.


There are many much-unaccepted friend requests on your Facebook; more snubbed chats, and more.

Then why do some women still say they need men?

Your requirement in men, most times, only exists in heaven. How can you need a tall, handsome, pointed nose, British accent, take care of your needs, buy you anything you want, must have two houses and at least three cars, rich, honest and faithful guy..who will take you for who you are! Who are you! Go and mould that person naw. Kuku say you need your personal Lord and Saviour!

The only guy you claimed to love was Greg who was only concerned about using you until your carburetor knocked. And it is difficult most times to recognise these sorts.

Let me surprise you: the only requirement most men are looking for in a woman is a good character. Some men say they want virgins. Believe me, many men only want a good character. Other things are secondary.

You have refused to lift the fog to see beneath your makeup, breast, and hips. Continue singing you get yansh, you get breast, you sabi cook, you get this, you bi wife material.

Motivation yea? That uncle who sang that rubbish is married! Bubble poked!


Phillip that you are rejecting because of his kpomo lips have those qualities, then you let him off the hook.

Ndubuisi you told off loved you from his heart but you wrote him off due to his gigantic head! Ọ bụ isi ya ka ị ga -eri?

You rejected Thomas because of his protruding belly. You called his belly an amusement park!

You also used and dumped Samuel because he hadn't the kind of money you wanted!

You rejected Isaiah because of his bulging eye. You said he was Segun Eyerinze Version II.

Andrew was your first love yet you dumped him for the trophies of short-lived iPhones and Aba Brazilian wigs. Andrew cried and begged you not to leave but you wagged your hips on him and said he was no longer your type.

Joe is still showing the hints he is into you but you placed him in an eternal friendzone.

And there is Michael, a tall, handsome, and caring guy coming...you and your friends have already labeled him a player.

Going home, you are now considering drifting your life from revolving around money, to looking for a god-fearing man. Hey look, a food-flask-headed 2face is stopping you and telling you how he wants to marry you.

You are glad. He has a car..and it's a plus. Oh, he is even a doctor in Massachusetts. Oh, God thank you o. In fact, what God cannot do doesn't exist...even when you lied to him that Greg was your “first” and only guy who “raped” you.


Yapu, yapu, yapu, yapu...

Two months later..

Two seconds, e don end.

You realised he is married after he has nigeria-ed your body figure. Oh, all men are dogs.

You are on your DM now trying to respond to old chats if those oldies can bring back those words. Oh, most of them are married now. Others have learnt to be wiser. What a reverse psycology!


You feel you have failed as a woman. To whom do you run to? Oh, the society is expecting much now! Everyone is asking you personal questions about your children and husband. You mutter, can't they mind their business!

In mid-thought, you feel you have failed.

I'll tell you for free: you have not failed.

You have not just answered the big question.

I ask you, what do you really want!

faithfull18:

This can't apply to any kind of man sha or how will a broke man feed seven women

Datedoboy:
This comment deserves comment of the year for me. I wish I knew you in person. I know a girl who rejected a guy calling him big head and poor. That guy is now successful and she is still single as the person she gave her body to because he is rich, rejected her. Women abuse a broke guy who respects them and has not even seen their pants and worship a very rich dude who has seen their pants several times and even mock them behind. That's why I don't pity most of these women saying they are looking for husbands cos most have chased their husbands away by their attitude.

FutureIsFemale:
HMMMM! It is well. Dear God please let my story be different. Let it not get to this point of carrying placard IJN

Penguin2:
In this era of social media, these b*tches do anything for clout