LIFE OF OREOFE (ISLAY)

Don't wear rose coloured glasses, love is not blind!   OLAMIDE'S STORY. The snipping sound of the scissors brought me back to reality, as bits and chumps of my hair fell on my lap. My mind drifted towards you. We talked about this once, that day mazi ikechukwu's widow

While the rest of the world is preoccupied with the running's of their daily activities our uncle Fetty Wap and his Ex-girlfriend Alexis Skyy are battling with violation of privacy issues arising from the release of a sex tape. Although Alexis has denied the release of the tape, Fetty has threatened having his lawyers d draft up legal consequences that will follow if Alexis who denied any connection to the release was found guilty.  The trap king's new girl Blu has also been harrased having her racy pictures all over the internet.

Oruwe, the love of my life, the powder to my face, the song to my ears, what would have happened if I didn't accept that friend request on that hot October night. I shouted they have come again with their private part that always scratches them! But you being in my life has been a blessing and a curse. With that voice of yours that causes a reaction between my legs, you showed me things I never knew existed before. Always calling me asking, any thing Interesting happen today ?

let's talk about capital punishment, yes I understand capital punishment is the ultimate punishment of death given as a sanction for a grievous offence. But wait a minute have you thought about the side effects of this inhuman action of repaying evil with evil. can the issue of capital punishment bring back the dead ones who have been unjustly wronged?      let's take a look at the criminals sitting in a cage staring at a wall marking a countdown to their day of deaths, often times when not killed immediately having a death date on their various heads can lead to lots of ills. some criminals find means of escaping and end up causing more crimes, others end up becoming mad, being locked up in a square box with no sunlight, this itself is a crime against humanity.

I lay on this cold bed, this lonely night wishing you were next to me. I picked up my phone to call you (the phone you got me), you picked up and I could hear her voice in the background, you excused yourself saying darling this is work I have to take it. You called me baby as i cried and told you how badly I wanted to feel the warmth of your body next to mine. I am the one you say you love, the business meetings that keep you away from little Benjamin and Grace, the one who sleeps alone in an empty bed, the outside side chick who hugs a pillow while your light skinned wife spreads her legs to heaven as you grunt and sweat down the passage of what you call a loosen valve.

    Yes the world is cruel, yes the world is unjust, we are all twitting