We laugh with all but we know the real ones.

Normalize loosing interest in women easily

The General loved three things: dawn cracking over the plains, uniforms starched sharp enough to cut glass, and a quiet cup of tea before Kenya stirred. But peace? A mirage. His brief: tame terrorists, chase bandits, babysit MPs who behaved like toddlers on sugar. Joseph Ole

Believe me or not, some of you are dating people who delete your chat every day to avoid break-up with their real partners.

Imagine chasing a girl so you can pay her bills. You men are overdoing!!

They just realized Kalonzo is the real unifying candidate and they are puking blood over it.

Bibi yako akisoma kitu funny yenye mwanaume ameandika anafaa kwanza kukuonyesha ndio as the head of the family umpatie ruhusa ya kucheka.

Mwanaume anafaa kusaidia bibi yake kwa upishi time yenye tu ako mgonjwa. Anampeleka jikoni na kumshikilia asianguke kabla amalize kupika.

My mom deserves way better than this life has offered her

Ata time bibi amelazwa hosi ikifika jioni unafaa kumwendea akuje akupikie alafu unamrudisha baadaye.

I’m actually confident that Chelsea can get a good result vs Barcelona. Especially if we have Cole back.

Adulting is when you feel ashamed of asking money from your parents.

People only miss you when they fail to replace you.

Kuvaa vizuri and smelling nice when poor or broke is not a fake life. You don't have to look like your problem

You know it's serious when you can't even be fully honest in your journal.

“Envy is a declaration of inferiority.” — Napoleon Bonaparte

Nobody talks about how lonely it gets when you start choosing yourself.

You cannot give your life more time, so give your time here more life.

I love people that just naturally have morals, manners, common courtesy, COMMON SENSE, consideration, etc.

Can I? For once in life Be the wish and not the wisher? Be the yearn and not the yearner? I've lived as the poet, the wisher, the admirer, the writer, the lover, the yearner. But for once, can I be moonlight and not the moon?

Can I be the poem And not the poet? The admired and not the admirer? The captured and not the capturer? The written and not the writer? The loved and not the lover?