I love chocolate cakes, Caprisonne, music, laughter and the colour red.
Maybe, he shouldn’t even let Joke go to university in order to avoid this nonsense modernization. He however wants educated children who will buy him that big house and new car, the type his aged landlord’s son bought him, children he can visit in Lagos when they have their own families.
Every time I think of how good you were to me when I needed you, I want to beg you to come back but I’m just going to pick what’s left of my dignity and walk alone from here. Some days, I think we are still friends, I still love you very much and care for you; other days, I send the memories to hell.