In Nigeria, group chats don’t die — they mutate into smaller, meaner group chats without you. See ehn, paranoia is one thing. Being right is another.And me? I’m right like…
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My Enemies Are Laughing
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The full saga of your most embarrassing Ls, told like you survived World War III.
You fought. You failed. You made it worse. And now we’re here to laugh with (at) you.
Because if you can’t clown yourself, your enemies will.
In Lagos, people don’t leave you. They vanish like they’re trying to win hide and seek with God. It started the day Mama Kemi closed her Indomie stand without warning….
The truth?I would’ve healed.I tried. I swear.I did the gratitude journal.I even wrote their name and burnt it with camphor, just like that one babe on TikTok said.But every time…
It was my cousin’s “small” graduation party. Which, in Nigerian terms, means 47 people crammed into a BQ compound with one bluetooth speaker, three chairs, and zero dignity. I didn’t…
It’s been two months since The Incident. My friends have called it everything from The Fall to The Day Gravity Gave Up on Her. But to me? It was simply…