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Dr. I have been having bad breath for 7yrs now. I checked the back of my upper teeth and I saw a big green, black and brown stains which felt permanent and looked permanent. And my gums are black and my teeths are not white. How can I get rid of my dirty teeth and gum condition? How can I get rid of bad breath? It smells so bad from my nose and mouth. Thank you. 10136526814 |
Dr. I have been having bad breath for 7yrs now. I checked the back of my upper teeth and I saw a big green, black and brown stains which felt permanent and looked permanent. And my gums are black and my teeths are not white. How can I get rid of my dirty teeth and gum condition? How can I get rid of bad breath? It smells so bad from my nose and mouth. Thank you. |
Beckysexy:na u wan sickle me?! ![]() |
Beckysexy:U no well ![]() |
HRSweetness:Well said... tell them make them hear word |
Can you imagine... wrong outfit for a wedding, yet she is rocking it |
This one has come to eat buhari and cabinet them ![]() |
I laugh in zamfara |
A great investment. |
lagusboyyy:There's nothing like talent nor hidden talent. Remove that indoctrination check the whole Bible, there is nothing like that. |
Call someone on your phone book to help you. Pardon my joke |
The Lord Supply all Your need happy mango season |
ictjobber:Yes. I want to go to space. But whether black and white man are the same or not...A developing country has limited jobs and careers. A developing country would always move around food, shelter and clothing, with all those things that come with it, like internet and programming, technology to boost the food, shelter and clothing, fashion designers working hard to give new designs. But most of all is "A developing country lead by terrorist and accused men is going nowhere". I drop my pen ![]() |
There's no way this country go change. Not with stupid mentalities like APC and PDP. This country is dead under them, this country is dead under anybody who has taste public office power, this country is dead under anyone related to any military official. As far as we keep voting our people, as a result of the dumbness of the North and betrayal of other regions. The only solution is for This COUNTRY SHOULD DIVIDE LET EACH OF US GO OUR SEPARATE WAYS |
Reminez:can you imagine. NEC meeting to save their own ass |
JackBaueress1:it is well in Christ Jesus name |
Karlovych:PDP all the way ![]() |
PlayMaker14: laugh wan make me cry |
WorstWanderland:I will |
Kobojunkiee:Thank you for the advice |
LisaAnneMia:Thank you I appreciate |
Have you ever heard that those with talent don't need to work hard? That those without talent need to work hard? I heard the story of a man. When he was a child he knew nothing like talent. He was dull. Till he made a decision to score 40 and above in his pry 3 promotion exam. Exam was over 60. He has always been doing poorly as every other playful child in school, but this time he was serious and he reached 40 in some subjects. He changed school in pry 4. Wrote their entrance exam. he solved the mathematics questions very well and he did the English well. But mathematics was his highest. This boy got convinced that he was good in maths. Each time they were given verbal reasoning exercise, he would cheat by copying his brother's old book, with his seat mate. Until he was caught and the teacher seized the book. He was ashamed. He asked himself how he was going to pass. But one day he gave his verbal reasoning book attention and saw it was easy. He however grew up saying mathematics was his talent. When he reached SS1, during 2nd term he made determination that he was going to read his book like dead, because no one was going to marry him as a result of bad breath. He even wondered how he would kiss his wife on his wedding day. he got vexed and threw woman matter in the trash. He read his book and saw his biology very simple that he had it like at his finger tip. When he was preparing for jamb, he began to regret why he didn't read English all those past years. He began to see how sweet and easy English was. He wrote his jamb and passed English. He didn't do well in chemistry. But later in 100lvl he loved chemistry. And he said something, "what a man sets his heart to do, that is what he will do". That man is me. I am the owner of this story. This is my story. This is an advice to you reading this. If you had children to take care of as a parent, I am sure you won't self pity yourself. You would learn and do all trades just to support your children. If you can remove the self pity now, you can for sure remove it when you are old. Forget what they told you about talent. Talent is a knowledge that last for a long time. Without that knowledge, you would have no talent. Some people get accident and don't remember anymore, but it's what they saw that they picked up with ease. Just as from 5 coins you got 10 coins, that is how it is. From 5 talent you get 10 talent. Every knowledge a man gets is a talent. Infact I don't know who brought up this talent doctrine of a thing. Only a hard working labourer is employed. Even we the so called introverts are not employed. What more an introvert with bad breath. Please my people grab every knowledge you see. Yes, the engineering sector might not be able to employ everyone. But here is something that can, INTERNET AND PROGRAMMING, it is capable of duplicating itself to accommodate a huge number of people. This advice is also to myself, "remove the garment of ego(always wanting to feel pain and self pity) and pride(thinking of when people see you reading JAVASCRIPT Language, they get envy, jealous or praise you, so you start to have shame about what you do and how you do it. Before you know it you start to overthink)" I am not giving this advice and saying to condemn anybody. If that was so then I condemn myself too. |
Am new here |
Am sorry bro. I asked myself something today. This talent?! what if it is a ancestral curse? And not a blessing |
Somebody praise the Lord |
Eastornprince:praise the Lord |
God, let them be found alive |
Is to: Fear the Lord- wisdom? Depart from evil- understanding? |
Is to: Fear the Lord wisdom? Depart from evil understanding? |
The Bible says that love does not envy. Are there any case where a man is to envy? |
Hello to all the house. To the priests, I honor you. Allow me to go straight to the point. My name is Uchenna. I used my hands to dropout because of mental diarrhea. I have been suffering from this case for long and don't want to be suffering in this case again. It pours on everyone beside me or can see my face. It seems to have power over me. A man will just be passing and I will start feeling pleasure in my head to smile big smile or start laughing it's is not like as if demon possess me, and I can't focus because of this. As I am smiling in my head and in an attempt to stop, I don't pay attention to anything, the smile comes out as blush, strong blush for that matter that everyone can see it sometimes i use hate to manage it sometimes I kick it out of my mind in a manner of I don't care attitude. My Mental Diarrhea. I will just be having doubtfulness about God anyhow. My faith is like water (very shaky substance). There was a time in senior secondary School days, I used to believe if i masturbate that day, the stars would not shine so I stayed away from it. The days I masturbate stars wouldn't shine. The matter change from stars to rain, when I told my elder brother but didn't tell him I masturbated ( just telling him the part of the story that he should know but just told him that the stars and moon are what give me power and each day the moon shine so bright, I do well in science classes the next day) he went inside without saying a word as I haven't even finished. After that day it changed from stars to rain. That if I masturbate heavy rain would fall. Until I reported the issue to my neighbor, I only told him the star part and said I don't want to tell him what it has turned into out of fear that it might change to something worse(a married man with a wife and children). He told me to stop believing in it and encourage me to stop masturbating. I did and it worked. Then after a while I started to believe again that each time I masturbate rain would fall. And it did. I don't know what is wrong with me. Whether I was forming mutant. Yet as if that was not enough there was a day I was coming back from school, I took a different street, just for me to take the adjoining street to my street I saw sacrifice in front of it. People refused to pass it even I refuse to pass it but out of my stubbornness I dogmatically turned and took the road, the sacrifice was with red oil and animal. I was afraid when I got home that the spirits of that sacrifice would not hunt me. As soon as I got home, the weather changed within minutes, it was rain with thunder, I was washing plate in the kitchen at that time when the thunder stroke outside just right close to the kitchen window, I was shoked, and people outside shouted at it. I heard the thunder very last sound like a mighty spark plug, then I remembered the sacrifice I forced myself to pass all because of "believe in Christ and nothing can harm you". I started feeling God was angry with me. The same incident happened again at the front of the house, we were doing morning devotion while rain fell. As thunder strook. The electrical lightings and things connected to the wall on. Some things spoilt in the house. From then I feared thunder and rain and dark clouds. I would just want to put on ear piece at the Time. Terrible rainfall has been happening for few years now, am I permitted to say, it's my fault?! Even floods. I got to another level. I stopped believing in God. My faith shaked that time. Rain fell terribly during those times. It was like: I doubt God- weather and thunder starts tormenting me I believe God- bad weather clears At the end it was just for me to get God out of my conciousness and it would be alright. I felt like if I die all those nonsense would stop. But if I die where would I go to?? Heaven or Hell?! I looked for things to make me believe, but each time it worked, doubt would cloud me again. Making me feel like the only one who says the truth while the rest humans lie. But I doubted if my parents could lie to me, because, My mind was like: they are my parents. most of the things they say works fine, but if they didn't just plan it with the other person. but what of the Muslim parents? Am I also saying that they plan it too with the person outside before sending their children out. But if men were honest, it would still be the same outcome. That was how my mental diarrhea is. And it goes on and on and I can't make a decision. It has come to my realisation today that humans are honest people. I still have believe issue till date about God, but not as serious as before. I don't strongly hold the things in the Bible true. I read small as I am about believing, devil snatches it away with unbelieve. It's like the seed that feel on the road and birds came and devoured it. There was a time I was doubting God, I wanted to believe. All of a sudden a dark cloud came from nowhere to cover the sun I ran to my room to ask for forgiveness, before the end of the world. The dark cloud I saw was that of a cross, a crucifixion cross, and a man with his hands stretch out on it, like the one we all know in Jesus' film. I immediately identitied it and ran for my life. As I didn't want to go to hell. I also read a place in the Bible that talked about blasphemy against the holy Spirit that is not forgivable. Since I read that verse of the Bible in the book of Luke, my mind have been tempting me to do something or say something about God even the holy spirit. Something insulting. I have been avoiding the book of Luke ever since. I have said before. Sometimes something stupid pops up in my mind. I have stopped it. But after I stopped it I began to wonder if God could ever forgive me?! Even though I seems that he would, I would still doubt. Lately, I have been making up my mind to serve God. But I don't think a faith like water could do anything. There was a time, my problem stopped. My market neighbor treated me hashly that I could hardly see room to breath. It put me into perfect sense once more. Moreover both my parents travelled that is why she had the chance. I wish she could do it one more time. But I don't think she would have my time again. I need your prayers. For God to turn me around from smiling anyone and taking pleasure in bad things. I need your prayers for God to heal me from Bad Breath and Body Odour. |
biafranrealson:The government is causing hate for fulanis. Yet the same government will defend them. |
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