I AM A THIEF...

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WAIT...... Don't be scared by the title.... Let me explain myself . Who is a thief? *flipping through my oxford dictionary* A thief is someone who steals something from another person or place.... *ehrrmmm this definition didn't help my matter at all....scratches head*. Okay let me just explain myself well.... Y'all remember in my Thank you post where I asked Ms cookie if she's a blogger...well guess what? That beautiful woman is a blogger o...as in she has been blogging since 2013. So I checked out her blog and I saw this post that looked like something I really have been thinking about lately but didn't know how to put it in writing. It felt like she was looking into my soul while she was writing it and so I covered my face, knocked on her door and stole the post... Who does that? Steal something after calling attention. Truthfully, I asked her if I could and she said 'please do'. So I am not a thief then... I am just a blog post taker with permission. Please you need to check out her blog. She doesn't write long epistles like some of us *points at self* but I love the way she write. Please check out her blog here . So here we go.

I have to come realise that we have to be careful who we call our friends, everyone will smile in your face but sometimes you don't know what is in their hearts. That's life. I think there comes a time in life when you have to make changes and cut some people off. Some friendships tie you down instead of moving you forward. DONT SETTLE FOR MEDIOCRITY. Some friends are literally leeches... they suck the joy out of you. If you find yourself making more deposits in their lives while they keep making withdrawals, its time to let go. Trust me it never gets better... it gets worse. If you sense a spirit of competitiveness let gooo please. I was so blind to some of my friendships because I felt like we had been friends for ages but mannn they will eventually show you who they are and please divas (and divo"s or should I say gents incase I have any reading...drop them like its hot (Moby typing now....I love this part most....drop them like its hot... O n gbona feli feli). If they are never happy for you or always have something negative to say about something you are happy about, kick them to the curb... I learned that the hard way but when I let it go, boy o boy was I relieved. It felt like a ton of bricks were off my shoulder. I don't know what I was thinking nurturing such a relationship with such a toxic individual perhaps I was blind to a lot and not really paying attention. One of the friends I let off was just weird. Whenever I bought something she would go and buy the exact thing and hide it and my thing is 'come on... this is why stores make more than one so we can all have one why hide it?????'. Another example we would go shopping and she would pick something cute and I am like hey where did you get that from and homegurl will point me to another section of the store knowing fully well its not in that area. I mean like what in heavens is wrong with her.. Thank you GOD FOR DISCERNMENT. 

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MOBY SPEAKS: She just said everything I wanted to asides the friend that bought the same thing as her. I don't have such crazy friends... I used to have a clique when I was in Uni and for some very funny reasons we fell apart. Till tomorrow, I can't categorically (like my oga at the top) say what happened. So many things happened but my dull brain can't even remember which one was the most terrible. At the end of the day, the table is always turned. All I want to say is before you point a finger at another person, look deep down and say categorically what you did wrong and what you could have done differently. I accept I can be dramatic and funny at times but the reason you call someone your friend is because they know you and the fights helps you know each other better. You can never see real men fight nd start keeping malice. The fights brings them closer. So to any friend that have an opinion about me....did I just say friend. Okay to anyone that has an opinion about me and can't come and tell me so we can fight and argue over it, like my darling Tibs would say....wrap up your opinion in a bubble wrap and put it in a big box, seal it up with a black ribbon, walk to the front gate of your house, locate your refuse bin and dip that opinion in there.....and don't leave just yet, get a match and light it on fire, take the ashes, call your 'Human Scar' (if you have one) and give it to him, then say this to him while taking a bow, 'This is the opinion I had about Moby and since it is as worthless as you are - I present this to you' and then get back into your house and watch porn....... Shikena.

 

Last words, if you call yourself my friend, I'm sure you would know deep down if that word 'friend' is what you should use. Don't get it twisted. And with this, I open up the door to the weekend... *the weekend door opens*. Make sure you have fun this weekend o. I have one owanbe tomorrow and I'm the makeup artist... I can already imagine my party jollof rice...yummy... I would definately bring pictures for your viewing pleasure. I love you all.... Enjoy your weekend.

 

Cheers...