Read part 1 here I arrive at Bosphorous with six minutes to spare, but Adwoa and the rest are already there. The aroma of delicious food is making me hungry, and I’m grateful I already told Adwoa to order a drink for me. Since she said they were at the rooftop, I make my way to the top, looking forward to the Turkish meal I am about to devour. I see her immediately I get there, waiting for me at …
Tag: Relationships
Love Island USA ended recently, and Big Brother Naija just started. While the second one is not a dating show, BBN is famous for birthing relationships, aka ships, between contestants every season. With a track record …
Written by Tade I have always ached to be just one man’s slut— to embrace my sexual power and be his Adderall. That day came hard! Juiciness Attracts a Bumblebee The quest for Mr. Perfect on …
Written by Highest Kite I. I’m Addicted to Sadness When I left for the university library this morning, my text to you said it was to think and write. But really, it was to sink, give …
Par B. Armstrong Ma grand-mère m’a dit un jour que le seul garçon qui valait la peine de pleurer était un mort et que la meilleure façon d’oublier quelqu’un de vieux est d’en trouver un nouveau. …
Written by Precious-Uzoma Nwosu I hate that I love you,That your smile lights up the embers of my soul,That your laughter eases me of my day’s burden,And your gaze takes me to all nine planets and …
Written by By Irenosen Akharele Ivie woke up without a headache for the third day in a row and she knew she did not have her daughter to thank for it. She had almost started thinking …
Written by By Irenosen Akharele Eseohe tried her best not to creak her daughter’s front door as she stepped into the house with a faint smile on her face. She had decided to surprise both her …
Written by Ayanlowo Eniiyi I am a Lesbian. Of course I’ve loved a woman with soulful devotion only to have it end tragically in a month or two. Let’s start with a bit of honesty, shall …
Written by Audrey Obuobisa-Darko I came out to my mother last night. I was cracking under the pressure of carrying my grief alone, dealing with a breakup that was too heavy to bear. I sat on …
Written by Audrey Obuobisa-Darko When I was in high school – a highly acclaimed all-girls school in Ghana that will not be named, although I very badly want you to guess the name, and if you …