No matter how clear things seems to be for me, (perhaps I should say "in my head"), when it goes out there in the world, among other humans, it just looks weird, strange...my thoughts somehow get configured on the way to its destination and on arriving, everything is just fucking strange.
Too honest? Too honest for this world?
Better to keep quiet and go with the fucking flow?
If I am strange so be it. I am tired of apologising for the good stuff.
Ah, I laugh at life.
Its not that serious anyway. Yeah, yeah, I am strange. Whatever.
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Everything wey dey dis blog na my own. Una no fit copy am or use without my personal permission. Na so dem talk am for one kain law wey dem form for 1968.
Everything wey dey dis blog na my own. Una no fit copy am or use without my personal permission. Na so dem talk am for one kain law wey dem form for 1968.
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Lots of people have called me strange all my life and i've accepted it s dn't worry, you're in good company. How are you?
I dey jare... how is Naija treating you?
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