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After years of friendship, Mr. Meerkat has finally dethroned his buddy Kassongo just to sn**ch the social media spotlight. Worst part? He’s out here acting like he doesn’t even know he’s trending , portraying classic ‘innocent villain’ behavior. 😂 In politics, there are no permanent friends or enemies. Sadly for Kassongo, he can’t even run to the Lion for help, he showed the Lion premium pepper and unlimited disgrace.

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Prophet Jeremiah is now selling the Sand of Jerusalem

Last month it was Heaven ATM card and this month now sand of Jerusalem..

Prophet says with this sand, you’ll be able to build your house even where you no own a land

with just 500k you can get it and see the magic of the lord 😃

We're back

At 18, she has several choices.
At 18, you have nothing.

At 25, she's looking for love.
At 25, you're looking for goals.

At 30, she's slowing down.
At 30, you're just getting started.

My bro,
A woman's life begins at 18. A man's life begins at 18. A woman is born with value. A man is born without value. She must protect her value while you must build your value.

TIME IS HER WORST ENEMY AND YOU, TIME IS YOUR BEST FRIEND. Use it wisely.

PEACE ✌🏿

"I CAN'T STOP HAVING S3X."

It started when I was 17, after my uncle m0lêsted me. I thought I could bury the feeling, but my body refused to forget. In school, I became "that girl". The one who couldn’t say no when any mân touched my waist or whispered "you fine" in my ear. By the time I turned 23, I had slêpt with over 50 mên.

Now I am a 28-year-old lady. Pretty, well-shaped, everything a man would want. I'm a hard worker but my flaw is that I am addicted to s3x. I can’t stay a full week without slêëping with a man. I have tried. God knows I have prayed, fasted, cried... but my body keeps betraying me. I have even slêpt with my boss at work, my neighbor, my cousin’s husband and worst of all, the man that intends to marry my elder sister. I could slêëp with anybody. Whether married, single, young, old, broke or rich... as long as he can satïsfy me. I even chased some myself just to feel that quick rêlëase. I would delete numbers after a night but cry the next morning when the guilt returned.

Two months ago, I lost a 2-year relationship with a serious man. He said my kïtty was too wild for him. Also, my friends think I’m just being hot-blooded. They laugh when I confess I want to stop.
I do feel shame after every r0und but the urge comes back stronger the following day. Sometimes I look at myself in the mirror and cry because this is not how I was raised. My mother, who is a deaconess, singlehandedly raised me. All was good not until that experience. But I was too scared to speak out.

I have been to pastors, they prayed and poured oil on my head. I even slept in church for 3 days, but nothing changed. I don’t have a boyfriend now because no man can trust me. I chêat with no control.
Last week, I received a new WhatsApp message from a married man. He wanted to send me ₦300k just to come to hïs h0tel room. But I refused because I didn’t want the money. I just wanted hïs b0dy. I also didn't want to be identified as an a$hewo even though I have this pr0blem.