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very very educative.op more of dis plesse

ThinkRightEarly:
I understand - still waiting for nice comments.

don't worry, keep on waiting

ThinkRightEarly:
You are right brother, however every bad thing has a good side just like we humans. You should at least have one good tinny little thing to say. quote author=Obainoneandonly post=67349347]Nigeria is a country full of tribalism,corruption, nepotism, Ethnicity, favoritism,and it's been ruled by a totalitarian, tribalistic,marauding, benevolent leader......... believe me that's the nicest thing I can say about Nigeria

I don't ave anything good to say about Nigeria. not even an iota of it

I don't ave anything good to say abt dis country. not even an iota of it

to me sex is not an option,its a necessity. I can't imagine myself been in a relationship without sex.what's d essence of d relationship itself.. let us explore each other and know our flaws then make amends.....even a normal thinking girl would know dat something is wrong with you the moment u tell her dat no sex in d relationship

Nigeria is a country full of tribalism,corruption, nepotism, Ethnicity, favoritism,and it's been ruled by a totalitarian, tribalistic,marauding, benevolent leader......... believe me that's the nicest thing I can say about Nigeria

she try sha,but if e no b panadol it can never b panadol

there is,if u got d brains.Dats just all it takes

straight win for barca, but is a possibility

op u smoke gum?...dis fvcking sh*t will make me want to marry?........for what Na

which one is "my wife male friend"someone dat is fvcking ur wife left and right

dat guy in d third pix looks very familiar to me

my great great great great great grand pa and ma.I will advice them to allow themselves b capture by the slave traders and end up in Yankee. with dat ,I won't b in dis shithole dat I am in now

Lagos and lbadan don't share common border

where is d venue

I knew they won't last

freshkpomo:
It's a news oh baba... after all the shaking,who would have taught Nigeria can still be in that position with this current government?

Na dem spoil am b4 Na,so we shouldn't b surprise. as if its d first time its happening

2years old?....guy,you are either a pervert, a paedophile or both

yungtunes:
Where is Naija on d list??

which naija? dat one dat can't defeat bokoharam.bro leave matter,they are probably 250 on d list

its no longer news.we ave known dis since d time of Jonathan.

falling just like dominos.ao i wish it could b fast

clive2u:
thanks. going to nairabet now

k.me am currently playing with Naijabet and betking.they ave got one of d best odds so far

grade 1 juju. how I wish they can use it and predict bet9ja games

they behave like MTN ,because they are number one in naija.Dats why I stopped patronizing dem.my advice is for you to forget abt d account and open anoda with oda bookmaker. there are odas that are better than dem.Na name dem carry, just like MTN

everything natural,not now

someone dat disobeyed d president nd got away with it.....who come b senate.we are living in a shithole and dats d truth

pyyxxaro:
So after u don collect clothes n shoes from her , u nor won come lash abi

U nor well oh

As I de look u so , de run go that hotel go wait her

Make sure u buy ice cream

Wetin he go use ice cream for

I was yearning for him as he laid on me to insert. As soon as he put it in, he lost his bulge. His thing went dead and soft. It was so sudden and quick that I thought something was wrong. He looked at me, embarrassed. He said; “I guess I’m little too tired. Let’s have some sleep. We can do it at dawn.” He kissed me and turned to the wall and slept.
I couldn’t sleep. I didn’t know whether to be angry or even hit his head with a mall hammer. But dawn wasn’t far away so I pepped myself up to sleep.
I awoke around 6am and this guy was already dressed and ready for church. The church starts at 9am but at 6am he was already up and ready to go. I only gave him a stare, turned on my other side and continued sleeping. He tapped on my shoulder, “Darling, it’s already morning. Get up and let’s start our devotion so you can get ready early for church.”
We had our devotion and later went to church. I must admit, the events of the night got me thinking and scared. I was at church but didn’t hear a word of what was said that day. “Is that how it’s going to be every day?” I asked myself over and over again.
Another night, the same story. The next night was even worse. It goes down, I give it a hand job to get it up, then it would go down again on entry, then another handjob to get it up. On and off and on till we both got tired and gave up.
Finally, we both accepted there was a problem. He confessed he had had a glimpse of the problem with his former girlfriend but he thought it was something that had to do with the ex-girlfriend so he didn’t take it seriously.
We visited hospitals but had no improvement after months. We resorted to herbal drugs and after several months nothing worked out. I was in serious distress and needed someone to talk to. He always cried to me to keep it a secret and rather talk to God about it since he’s the ultimate healer. It became the prayer topic of our morning devotions and night prayers but we still didn’t have the results.
After a year so of our marriage, I gathered the courage and spoke to our pastor about it. We were called to the pastor’s home and counseled for over hours. We prayed and the pastor gave us directions. When we went home that night he was very angry that I’ve taken the problem to the pastor. He was concerned about what people would say than finding solutions.
In the third year of marriage, issues of childbirth came up. His mum thought I was the problem and started giving me herbal drugs to speed up the pregnancy process. My parent thought same too. My mum took me to several prayer camps. Many pastors touched my stomach and prayed for a seed to sprout in me. I was eager to help save the face of my husband and my marriage. Some people in the choir accused me of suffering barrenness because of previous abortions. I bore it all just to save the face of my marriage and all the while looking up to the face of God for a miracle.
Our marriage was four years in January and still this man I call husband isn’t able to perform his nightly duties as a man. The sad thing is, people look at my face and think I’m the problem. My husband sings in church and some of them even cry so they think he’s far from afflictions.
The breaking point for me is this…
Now the mother of my husband lives with us. The main purpose of her staying with us is to ensure I drink the herbal concoctions she prepares for me every morning and evening. To her innocent mind, I’ve not been taking the drugs well that’s why it hasn’t worked all this while. She’s here to ensure I take it every morning and evening without fail.
How long can I continue playing this charade?
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Not for too long, I can feel it in my spirit. I am tired and almost broken. There are only two people I owe explanations to—my mom and my dad. I know the day I decide it’s finally over, they would be the first people to ask why. That day, I will lay down all the sufferings I’ve been through for the past four years under their feet. I will tell them how bitter those concoctions taste like and will let them know I tried. I would let them know I believed in miracles but maybe, just maybe miracles didn’t believe in me.
And no, I won’t cry when I finally decide to walk away. I would walk with my head held up high knowing I tried. Knowing I believed. Knowing I wanted the best for both of us. I wasn’t given the chance to prove how good I could be as a wife and a mother, but if I leave now, I could have another chance at love and who knows, the bulge might not die any longer.
Silentbeads -Story

continue reading dis your crap

pyyxxaro:
Which one be Kannywood again

Anyways R.i.p to her

Na aboki version of nollywood