When I Show You My Nakedness, This is Exactly What I Mean.

Naked is letting you see me like no one else has.

All lights on.

It’s you seeing why I’m the way I am. It’s me giving you the key to this door that no one has been able to open. It’s the door to all the insecurities, fears, and regrets. It’s quitting the act; letting you see why I’m a little fucked up and knowingly show you what made me that way.

It’s me opening the legs of my soul and hoping you’ll make love, not fuck me over. It’s letting you see inside me: beyond the beauty, all the ugly. It’s ripping off bandages to unhealed wounds. It’s hoping you won’t hurt them more. It’s accepting that you may be the reason I bleed endlessly.

Naked is being pure when we’ve all sinned. Naked is open to judgment and criticism. My 4am confession to you is what it’s like being naked. “This is who I am and I’m in love with you” is being naked. No one gets this kind of naked anymore. We just take our clothes off.




Read This When You’re Having One of Those Days.

Sometimes it’s just a “too much” day.

You know those days, right? Or is it just me? 

The days where you wake up, and immediately can tell that today, this day, will be a hard one. You get ready for your day, and your hair just won’t sit right. Your makeup won’t go on correctly. You spill your coffee on your favorite white blouse. Your pants are just a bit too snug. 

You scream, “Why won’t this day just END already?” Do you know those type of days I’m talking about?

When you make it to work, your boss decides on this day, this already tough day to remind you of all your shortcomings at work. Your report was late, your drawer balance was off, your computing skills are still not up to par. 

All of the customers you have to see on this already “too much” day are not being helpful wither. They’re yelling. They’re screaming. They’re using every single bad part of their day and taking it out on you. On the one person who is already having a rough day; Panic attacks. Anxiety attacks. Crying fits. Everything feels wrong. Nothing feels right. Everything seems like it’s a mess. Even breathing is hard. Why is life so tough? Why does everything in the world have to fall apart on one day? On this day? Why do days like this happen? Are they just a cruel reminder that, on some days, we need to know that we are not the ones in total control? Is it just a “haha Fuck You” from life?

So, on a too much day, what do we do to bring the calm to storm?

We breathe, or try to. We listen to music. We listen to calming words. If you’ve ever had a “too much” day, you know that calming areas and surroundings are of the utmost importance. We lay down, close our eyes, and we hope, with our microscopic hopefulness left inside, that tomorrow will be a better day.

We hope that tomorrow won’t be a “too much” day.




Okay! first, dickmatized is when a woman is mesmerized by a man’s great sex and can’t see past the penis.


Dick, so bomb

It has to be, to make all these crazy females run after he. To make it hard for a girl to realize that she is an amazing being who doesn’t need a male for her to be all irrational, acting crazy. 

Dick must be bomb.

It has to be, to have you late night stressing because he missed a text. He has you thinking about who will be next, because he playing too much games with the opposite sex. He plays you for a fool, with the pool of women you know he be in. 

Dick got more games than a PlayStation…LOL!

You’re just patient unwilling to know what kind of love you deserve. You rather be swerved by a nigga who’s unnerved, who doesn’t show you all the love you deserve. You don’t even care as long as you in a salon getting your weave sewn and your nails filed on. 

Maybe that’s how you always got a smile painted on, and maybe once a week he’ll dick you down like he suppose to have you speaking foreign if he has to.

And all is good until it’s movie night at your house and it’s 3a.m and his phone rings off the hook, it’s probably one of his side chicks. You don’t care as long as you’re the main chick, the one he spends most of his time with…

One day you’ll see you wasted your time……



Ladies, don’t forget that even though you may be under the spell of the BEST DICK IN YOUR LIFE, remember that you do have something more powerful between your thighs. Don’t let being dickmatized make you into a sucker (No pun intended). Get yourself together and see what’s going on, is it worth it?

In response to Today’s Daily Prompt: Anticipation


The Three Loves

It’s been said that we really only fall in love with three people in our lifetime.

Yet, it’s said that we need each of these loves for a different reason.

Often our first is when we are young, high school even. It’s the idealistic love; the one that seems like the fairy-tales we are all read as children.

It’s a love that looks right.

The second is supposed to be our hard love; the one that teaches us lessons about who we are and how we often want or need to be loved.

Sometimes it’s unhealthy, unbalanced or narcissistic even.

It’s the love that we wished was right.

And the third is the love we never see coming. The one that usually comes dressed as all wrong for us and that destroys any lingering ideals we clung to about what love is supposed to be.

It’s the love that just feels right.

Maybe we don’t all experience these loves in this lifetime; but perhaps that’s just because we aren’t ready to.

Possibly maybe we need a whole lifetime to learn or maybe if we’re lucky it only takes a few years.

And there may be those people who fall in love once and find it passionately lasts until their last breath.

Someone once told me they are the lucky ones; and perhaps they are.

But I kinda think that those who make it to their third love are really the lucky ones.

They are the ones who are tired of having to try and whose broken hearts lay beating in front of them wondering if there is just something inherently wrong with how they love.

But there’s not; it’s just a matter of if someone loves in the same way that they do or not.

And maybe there’s something special about our first love, and something heartbreakingly unique about our second…but there’s also just something about our third.

The one we never see coming.
The one that actually lasts.
The one that shows us why it never worked out before.

And it’s that possibility that makes trying again always worthwhile, because the truth is you never know when you’ll stumble into love.

‘Words Of Kate Rose’




Simple Reminder!

People enter our lives for many reasons….

Sometimes, we are destined to help them on their journey.

Sometimes, they are there to help us grow.

Sometimes, they come to lead us to someone else.

Sometimes, they are there to show us what we do not want.

Sometimes, they come to remind us how beautiful we are.

Sometimes, they are there to teach us a lesson.

Sometimes, they come to show us how to love again.

People don’t always stay and sometimes it hurts….

Just remember everything happens for a reason.

Whether they stay or go…

…we will take a piece of them with us forever.










Words From My Inner Voice

Why are you so sad? 

Have you lost anything?

If lost, then what?

I think it is nothing…

You stepped earth with your empty hand,

after death you will need only six feet land. 

Then, now calculate what you lost?


What is it cost?

You came to this world alone

and, you will leave alone. 

Stop worrying so much about the ones that want to leave.

Let them leave. 

Don’t try to win people’s love.

Try to win your faith.

In response to Today’s Daily Prompt: Mythical





Some of your classmates have gone out of the country, some are now graduates, some have married, some have given birth…some are dead (don’t forget that too) and some haven’t even gained admission into the tertiary institution or found employment.

But you know that feeling when you meet your classmate, and it seems like he/she has reached his/her dreams and you’re not yet close to yours. Yea, it somehow feels like jealousy.

It’s a normal feeling. 

But, you must not regret your life. We all are different and our paths to greatness is not same in distance. 

Some might reach before you, some might reach after you but whatever level you are presently, please keep trying to break limitations and move further. Celebrate the success of others, its an application for yours. Your friend buys a car now, be happy with him/her. Remember when you get yours, theirs would be the latest again.

Life is not by competition, if at all it were, we’d all be born into one type of family, one religion and same everything. 

The passion in you, never quench. The desire in you, keep it burning. What you pass through write it down because one day the world would be ready to read it. 

There’s no height you cannot attain. Just believe. Define your goals. Recognize distractions. Spend time teaching yourself, because the things that mainly take people to the top, is the things they devoted time to develop. Don’t be intimidated by your fellow’s success. The sky is too wide that the birds can fly without touching themselves.

We will all meet you on top.

Originally posted on Advice For Everyone passing through tough stages in life

**Thought I should share with my buds in here.**




We Need To Stop Seeing Breakups As Bad Things.

“Its supposed to hurt that’s when you know it meant something”.

We’ve all been there. The point of no return. The piling of questions without answers.

“Why did they break my heart?”

“I thought we were meant for each other.”

“No one will ever love me the same way again.”

Well, guess what? Someone will. 

We need to stop seeing breakups as bad things. They’re the end to a relationship that wasn’t meant to be, whether we know it at the time or not. They’re an opportunity to start anew, a chance to find someone better for us and most importantly, an opportunity to find ourselves. 

Every relationship, both good and bad, has wisdom and insight to offer us.A breakup gives us the chance to explore what we really want, and to find out what we don’t.

Sure, breakups really do hurt, but after a while, that pain and heartbreak unknowingly melts away. We need heartbreak. Without the pain of a lost or broken love, we do not appreciate true love when we find it. 

Even more importantly, the pain is proof. Proof that it meant something, Proof that that person wasn’t a wast of your time. 

They may not have been right for you, but they taught you something. Whether it was teaching you how to salsa or the life lesson to never date a cheater again, there is always something gained from a relationship. 

Heartbreak comes and goes, but the memories and the wisdom gained from our past relationships last a lifetime. It may be hard to believe, but I think it’s worth the tradeoff. 

The purpose behind my blog hashtags in every post. #LiveandLearn.  No regrets in life just lessons learned.





Life Before 25 – Part 2 (My First Book Of Memory Tales) is DONE!

Good Morning Readers, 

Being silent on my blog working on my First Book of Memory Tales; Life Before 25. Well, in it, it’s all about me and my past little life I have lived. I call myself ‘Nancy’ in my Book. Don’t know why!

On the Previous Post – Part 1, I posted the book cover but I assured you that it will change with time. Yes! It has changed. 


The Front Cover


Back cover….which might change again. Maybe the font! 

Now that am done writing and my editor is still reading for any written changes, I would love if you guys would advice me about Amazon or any other online publishing websites for an ebook because I just don’t want to sell it locally but internationally. I have done my research and I have seen variety but I just don’t know how to go about them. Anyone whose used these sites, kindly leave a comment for advice. 

I would really appreciate that!

Thank you.