Anointing

I'm unsually late to this party.
But better late than never.
I was at 355 on Saturday with another of my Yoruba boys and this song came on.
I just knew I had to download it and have it on repeat non stop.

Anytime wey I see her,

Any time I'm holding her hand

Anytime we are doing something else

She say she dey feel the anointing.

Ehen.

*insert woman in the red dress dancing emoji here*

On hair cuts

Two things before I get into my haircut story.

T is in town. One more Yoruba boy in my life to really drive home the point that, Yoruba boys make the best friends and the most disastrous lovers.

Beloved, stop letting Yoruba boys put their penises in your bodies.

Two
I need to let you all know how hard Timaya's BangBang bangs.

It goes soooooo hard.

If anyone tells you money is not good. delete their number before the annual new year purge.
You do not need that sort of negativity in your life.
But before you delete them, ask them to go and watch Timaya's Bang Bang video and they should see how good money is.

Anyway.
When I turned 18, I was in this stressful situation with a boy I had no business being in situations with. Anyway so I turned 18, he liked my hair but he hurt me so much so I cut my hair.

I got this really chic hair cut at Bobbies in Lere in a bid to spite him but turns out it came out super cute, brought more boys to the yard but was unbelieviably hard to keep it looking fresh, So I grew out my hair.

In a few days I turn 28.

10 years later, I find myself seriously contemplating cutting my bra length hair that I've spent the last 2 years cultivating.

And I worry that there has been no emotional growth.

But that is crazy because I know there has been growth.
So riddle me this- Why am I goggling pixie cuts?

And on the 7th day,

The baby died.

And because of how my life is turning out right now.

I'm just here like

Maybe I should adopt David's method.

And go back to enjoying my life no?

Ps- Looking for tailors to get me slay worthy jumpsuits.


Thanks.

pss; How do we feel about cuttoles?

Soooo

I want to learn to let go and let God.

I have been wanting something for so long and I've got it but it is starting to stress me out.

I am feeling really really stressed.

I feel like I have spent the year managing and walking a tightrope and I am at my wits end.

Confused.

You want something for so long,

you get it- BUT you do not have peace?

What is that about?

I also need to have a meeting with my partner and I'm nervous as hell.

And I'm never nervous and he is my actual friend.

This is really scary.


Who wants to guess what is really plaguing me now?

Eros wants 7 people per sex for our bridal party.

I want 2.

why do we need 7?

Urgh.