• Let's talk about it/Keeping It Real,  Personal Diaries

    The Unending Misogynistic Marriage Conversations

    It’s hard not to feel humorless, as a woman and a feminist, to recognize misogyny in so many forms, some great and some small, and know you’re not imagining things. It’s hard to be told to lighten up because if you lighten up any more, you’re going to float the fuck away. The problem is not that one of these things is happening; it’s that they are all happening, concurrently and constantly. – Roxane Gay, Bad Feminist. Hi! It’s been a while. . . oops! Scratch that! I know that doesn’t cut it right. Too simple a greeting for being so far away from the blog for that long🤦. I’m…

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    DON’T GIVE ROOM

    spread positivity and good vibes. stay away from things that can trigger depression. please take care of your mental health, we’ve got dead men walking the streets lately. – @Blackprowriter (IG) Has it ever crossed your mind that some people do really enjoy frustrating others and seeing them frustrated? Yes, I do believe there are people like that and I don’t know what they call them but I know I do not want them in my life. I had a totally different blog post planned for today but on the contrary, I decided to allow myself to be an umpire and call the shots. I feel this blog is more…

  • memoirs of a repentant slut,  Series

    Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker ~ Episode 28

    I couldn’t bring myself to imagine just for a little bit what Mrs. Coker was probably talking about. For a second, my mind wondered into the possibilities of sexual abuse and molestation but I really didn’t wanna believe it. I thought that was me allowing all the craziness going on in the world right now about sexual abuse to seep through my thoughts. Still, it was still difficult erasing the 75% chance that Amaka could be a victim of sexual violence. I held Mrs. Folake Coker by the arm; I could see tears trying to take formation in her pupils. She didn’t wanna talk no more but I needed more…

  • memoirs of a repentant slut,  Series

    Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker ~ Episode 27

    The idea of Amaka walking out of the house had left me so devastated that I couldn’t remember that I had obliged Jide’s request to pass the night in the bid to make me feel better. I didn’t know when I smacked Jide as I woke up, saw my hands all curled up against his body. He rolled and moved the back of his hand against his face making some sweet little sound like a beautiful puppy. I wasn’t gonna have none of that. I smacked him again. I guessed this time it was probably intentional. “Hey babe, what?” He asked all jerked up. “Look at the time!” I screamed…

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    Memoirs of A Repentant Hooker ~ Episode 26

    Amaka came in a little bit late into the night. I was snacking on Cornflakes while I enjoyed watching a previous episode of How to Get Away with Murder having successfully devoured a bowl of fried plantains and egg earlier. She looked tired and overly famished. I looked at her for a minute with the mindset of bombarding her with all of the questions I had in mind but the more I kept on thinking about it, the more I felt I was being held back by Jide’s words.  “Something to eat other than this?” She asked pointing at my cornflakes while she sat beside me. “Yea but you’d have…