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RE: It’s the Little Things

in Weekend Experiences9 months ago

Oh I wish I could send it to you but I took this picture about two years ago. I just came across it today. Don’t worry, when I get another one, I would send it to you immediately.

The food errh, I didn’t even eat. I finished and made the post and fell asleep so I’m now coming to eat. You are invited 😌

Yeah. When I go out or when I’m in an environment that no one knows me, I feel I’m able to express myself a lot more cause these people don’t know anything about and probably don’t even care. At home, there are so many expectations of you and it gets overwhelming.

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You can just change the money in your bank to dollars and send to me 🌚

Let me bring my spoon. Wait for me oo.😂😂

Your house people will now be saying you’re a bad girlfriend when you start talking about guys.😂😂 you only get to do that around people your age who can relate.

I overheard my mom telling someone that she thinks the would have to find a husband for me cause she doesn’t think I can find one by myself with the way I’m reserved.
Even my cousin called to tell me she heard there’s this masjid that you can find nice young rich muslim guys. So she suggests I start going there on Fridays.

I just nod my head and laugh. These people really don’t know me😂😂😂😂

They don’t know you’re the baddie of our time.😂😂👏

They don’t know😂

I would tell them.😂

Lol. Would be your word against mine and my mother trusts me like crazy 😌

We shall see about that.😂