two.

Nestle had always been a “too” since she was a baby.

She was always too much

or too little.

She was either too small or too big

She was too strong, too rough, too passionate, she had too many edges, she asked too many questions.

Tetley had always been a “to”

He was always in the background.

He was never the subject or the object but simply took his position between them.

In his last year of high school, his 4th girlfriend (he’d had one for every year)  had had a conversation with him he had tried to forget, she was trying to break up with him and he was trying to understand why.

“This isn’t about me is it?” he asked, referring to the breakup

“That’s the problem T, this isn’t about you, it’s NEVER about you! It’s always about me, it’s always “how’s YOUR day” or “what do YOU want to do” or “okay if YOU want” It’s like your life does not exist without me, it’s like YOU don’t exist without me, without someone, like you can never be alone because then there is nothing about you. Tell me, have you ever said or done anything that wasn’t completely influenced by someone else?”

And that’s exactly what had brought him to the dodgiest centre he had ever had the displeasure of seeing. 1/2 of the neon letters in its sign had stopped working so instead of being “Bobby’s pleasure centre”, it  looked  like “Bby’s ere entr”, it looked a bit ominous if T was being honest and the thought of going home had crossed his mind but he swatted it away.

His ex girlfriend’s words had stayed with him even though he was in his third year of University now, he had seen the advertisement for this free ballroom dancing class on gumtree and the conversation he  had with her came flooding back to him because he  once told her it was something he’d like to do, but she said it was too cringey so he didn’t. He signed up without much thought, that would show her, also the girl he was currently talking to said she really liked boys who did “out of character” things, joining the rugby team at his University was most certainly not an option as his somewhat skinny frame would break if any of the athletic rugby lads so much as looked at him and atleast if he embarrassed himself here, no one would know about it.

She had noticed him first.

He wasn’t exceptionally good looking but Nestle liked that, she didn’t like boys that were goodlooking, she always found them somewhat inauthentic, he had a boyish features and ginger hair, features that she wouldn’t normally find attractive but he worked with them well.

Nestle was certain she had found the love of her life or maybe it’s the dim lighting and the adrenaline from the fact that there is atleast one cute guy here, she smiled at the thought.

Well I hope he doesn’t wear that shirt at our wedding, Nestle laughed silently and rolled her eyes at the thought. I’m so annoying. 

T scanned the room, there was a comfortable amount of people, comfortable in that it wasn’t cramped enough to feel claustrophobic but not too few to feel self conscious. There was a good mix of guys and women but it seemed as though most were either couples or  friends, everyone seemed to know each other. His eyes stopped at a girl who seemed to be a bit farther away from the crowd, she was a black girl with cool dark blue braids in, T had had enough black friends to know that that probably wasn’t her real hair and to know that commenting on it was probably not the best conversation starter, except maybe if it was a compliment but then she’d probably have heard that a lot. He still thought it was cool though.

She was smiling and maybe it was the lighting but she had a beautiful smile.

The instructor called for everyone to gather in a circle, possibly introduce himself and give some instructions, T wasn’t  paying attention.

His eyes looked for hers again.

She was standing right underneath the light this time, directly opposite him. Her eyes were gleaming and she tilted her neck slightly, she stared at the instructor in deep concentration, she was quite cute. His eyes moved downwards, she was wearing a black turtle neck and mid length tartan skirt. He looked down at his own choice of attire, a purple and white plaid shirt and jeans, his favourite.

T was never one to shy away from conversation or from people, he liked talking, he liked making jokes, he liked being around people, it made him feel cool, for lack of better word and  under normal circumstances, he would just stroll to her and ask her if she’d be his partner but she made him nervous, like she might look at him and see his whole life and not be interested.

The instructor was now calling for everyone to find partners and everyone was looking to each other, she had moved away from the light.

Waiting.

Waiting to be chosen, she sighed and looked around, she couldn’t understand why people never chose her, why she was always left on the sidelines. She looked at the cute guy who was currently staring at another girl, this always happened to her, she was never going to be chosen.

He wasn’t sure what to do but he knew he didn’t really have much time to think, it was either now or never. His legs started first and before he knew he was right in front of her,  he had walked up to her and she couldn’t believe it, she was smiling again, this time with teeth and she was beautiful.

And she was still beautiful when he placed his arm, in the most cutest awkward way she had ever seen, around her waist.

And gosh, was she beautiful when he spun her, because her skirt spun too and she laughed and if this was a ball, she would definitely be the belle.

“So what’s your name?” she asked in the break, her eyes soft but like fire at the same time, piercing, daring almost.

“Well people call me T,” he responded hoping she wouldn’t ask him his full name “What’s yours?”

“Surely, it must come from something,” she laughed “What’s your full name?” she sounded like she actually cared about what he had to say, she looked like she wanted to know everything about him.

“Promise you won’t laugh, I hate my name, like I feel like my parents were having a laugh when they named me.” He said smiling, she laughed, he had such a lovely smile and his voice was nothing like anything she thought she would be attracted to but she loved it, she would have never thought that an Irish accent could  be remotely sexy, especially after how many times she had heard it.

“Let’s hear it then.”

“My full name is Tetley,” she couldn’t help laughing at the coincidence, it was just too humorous.

“I told you not to laugh!” he said like a child, which only made her laugh harder. he had an amused expression on his face which made her crush for him intensify and his eyes, his eyes were so piercing, they made her feel like a girl and a woman at the same time.

“No! No!” she said in between giggles “It’s not that, it’s just..” she said

“Just what?” he asked, crossing his arms again like a defensive child.

“My name is Nestle.” He couldn’t contain it himself either and laughed

“Are you serious?” He said through chuckles

“I guess our parents really enjoyed breakfast beverages.”

The conversation rolled on for the rest of the night. She called him Tea and he in return called her Mocha, because that was her favourite coffee. He went to the University of Edinburgh and she went to Heriot Watt, she gave him the facts about why Heriot Watt was superior, he didn’t agree. They both agreed One Direction was the best thing that happened to them  however he was very “After Zayn” and she was “Before Zayn”.

She was different, she had responses.

He listened.

She was fast with her remarks.

He asked questions.

She understood all his references.

He knew his memes.

She even had ones he did not recognise.

There were so many things she could tag him in.

She was funny.

He laughed at her jokes.

She was energetic.

He was grounded.

She was eager.

He was calm.

She asked questions.

He didn’t make her feel like a nuisance.

She was passionate.

He understood.

She was strong.

He was strong.

Even though she was little, her personality was big and she wasn’t afraid.

Even though he was big, he didn’t make her feel little.

She was honest.

He was kind.

She made him feel like he was the most interesting person in the world, he actually started believing he might be.

He made her feel just enough.

 

The class ended too quickly.

She wasn’t ready to go home yet, he had to make her stay.

He had to.

“Anywhere I can take you to?” He asked, grinning.

“Well, I guess I’m not too tired.” She responded.

And so they left together, to find a place for two.

 

to all the girls that yet to fall

This one is straight from my journal and I feel like since we are all friends here I can share, and I know this does not pertain to ALL the guys in the world and all of that, but yea I wont continue to explain myself so I don’t ruin the magic for you.
So enjoy, this is “to all the girls that are yet to fall”

My dearest love,
Darling child
You will be lost but you will find yourself again
so tuck your hair behind your ear and be strong.

The first boy will be…..a boy
He will know the right words to say
and kiss you softly on the lips
He will leave a warm smile on your face
and make you feel like the only girl
but you are not.
and the reason he has all the right words is because he has practiced them
time
and
time
again.

The second boy will be quiet
He is shrouded in mystery
and he never answers questions directly
He doesn’t talk                                  much
Yet he has mastered the language of the eyes
He will tell you he wants you
and needs you
and loves you
all without speaking

He will make you feel like words are useless
but you will soon come to realise the repetition in his language
and you will begin to wonder if his mystery is just another word for nothing.

The third boy will be your favourite boy.
He is everyone’s favourite.
He will make you laugh till you bend
With him, everything is new, everything is bright, everything is an adventure.
With him all sorrows are forgotten and all worries are lost.
But soon the jokes will no longer be funny
and you’ll try to find something concrete
Something you can grasp on to but it’ll all be dust
as things that are forgotten can be remembered and things that are lost can always be found.

Now the fourth boy, you’ll know to run away from yet he will draw you like a LIGHT attracts a MOTH.
He will smell of smoke, risk and expensive perfume
It will scare you but it will be so exhilarating.
He will paint pictures of Paris, London, Milan to you and drink the most expensive champagne to your name
You will argue.

At first, it’ll be one of the things you love about him but then it’ll become all that you do.

Soon Paris will no longer be as beautiful and la vie en rose will be a sad, sad song.

The last boy.
The one right under your nose.
You will ask him how his day was and he will tell you.
He will cuddle you and ask you if you got home safe.
He will kiss the tears of your eyelids and hold your hand as you rant to him about how bad your day was.
It will be so easy and you won’t know what to do because you’ve always been on fight mode
You’ve always been on try hard mode

Ride or die mode
Ride until it dies mode
and it always dies mode.
It might not be explosive.
glittery.
and blinding.

but he will be good to you.
and that will be just fine.

SINGLE FOR A YEAR

Hey boos!

I hope everything is well with you! Mondays can be hard but you’ve got this!

Let’s just jump straight into what we are discussing today, relationships! (juicy..).

So I’ve been completely single, by completely single I mean, no flings, no physical (u know what I mean) contact, not even romantically talking, I’ve just been single. I’ve only had 1 “serious” relationship in my life which ended completely in 2016. From then on, nothing really happened, I spoke to boys but it never really lasted that long. After the last guy I spoke to, I had enough and in an offhandish manner, I told myself that I would spend a year away from boys, and it happened (not necessarily because I was staying away from them lol).

Whilst on this year long break, I discovered quite a lot both generally and specific to me. I thought I’d disclose them..

  1. Feelings change quickly.

I realised that feelings can develop unexpectedly, quickly and deeply but one can also fall out of them just as unexpectedly and quickly. This may be the reason why a good amount of people get ghosted, because feelings change quickly and unexpectedly and its easier to ghost someone than explain to them that your feelings have changed and you no longer really want to know them. It’s important to not only use your feelings to guage your interest in someone, use your head as well; if they were wearing a red shirt instead of a black one would you still like them? if you saw them in a different environment like walking on the street, would you go up and talk to them?

2. One hardly regrets relationships that never happened.

Let me explain, you meet someone. You think they’re gorg, you slide into their dms. You have a few conversations, you really “imagine” you two would get on well in a relationship, nothing happens still, the feelings fade and on reflection, you find that actually, you’re quite glad nothing happened because once the rose tinted sunglasses come off, then what?

3. Relationships are overrated but then so is being single.

You know when you see someone drink a coke or you smell cake or you watch someone have a doughnut and for the rest of the day, you crave whatever it is you saw the person have? You’re not hungry or anything, you don’t need the cake, the doughnut or the coke but you crave it and most of the time you eventually give into your craving and get it. That’s almost what it’s like looking at couples on instagram or watching them on youtube or even just seeing your friends in relationships. You actually begin to crave it, even when the last thing you actually need is a relationship and you yourself know it but then you get into one and realise it’s actually a lot of work, usually a lot more work than you have time for/are willing to spend.

Singleness is also overrated, people like to believe that singleness is peace of mind and only having to look after your own needs, which it is to some extent but people tend not to talk about the despicable feeling of feeling unwanted, loneliness and even simple things like wanting to share a meme with someone at the end of the day, or an embarrassing story that happened to you, sometimes even just a hug, a deep and meaningful hug.

 

I actually learnt quite a lot this year and I could do a part 2 if you wanted me to.

Thank you for reading.

Like, comment and follow if you enjoyed it and dont forget to follow me on my socials if you wish.

Have a blessed day,

Lots of love,

Gedo xx

Dispensable and Dispense-ABLE

Hey boos,

How are you all doing??

I know, I know, I know, and like the prodigal son I return but I promise you I haven’t been spending your money on girls and gambling and alcohol (atleast I don’t think I have), it’s just that when you slip off the rock, even just a little, you become too lazy to climb it again, that has been what has been happening to me, even with my youtube I’ve been slipping a little but it has given me some time to think.

I’ve been thinking about friendships and how it works and I’ve come to realise how strong yet inherently weak a connection can be, hear me out. At the end of the day, you are dispensable and dispense-able.

This is primarily for the people who are currently in a toxic relationship or have currently been broken up with and feel like they can’t move on or like they will never be able to find a connection like the one they just lost/about to lose.

Listen babe, there are 7 billion people in the world, you could speak to thousands of people every single day and still not speak to everyone in the world. There will always be someone else who can give you the same connection, maybe even better, it’s just down to you finding each other, say you don’t want to leave because you’ve known each other for years, you will find someone else who can give you that time back. When you think about relationships from that perspective, it leaves you with a sense of ambivalence, you’re happy because it means that you can leave that toxic relationship with the knowledge that there is something out there better for you however it leaves a sense of sadness and dread because it means that you are dispensable.

I think the reason why a lot of people find it hard letting go is because they focus on the other person, they make that person their world and forget that there is a whole world out there and that’s a good thing when the relationship is a stable and healthy but once it turns toxic it seems as though we are stuck in that mindset, completely stuck in their world, it’s in those times that we need to broaden our scope and remember that there is a whole world out there, we just need to look up and see it.

I have a lot in the works guys and I’m really going to try and conquer my self-sabotaging self (something else I’m going to talk about) so I can feel get myself where I should be.

Thank you for reading.

Have a blessed weekend,

Lots of love,

Gedo xx

 

A tired and slightly annoyed girl

Hey boos,

So it’s currently 2:46 am right now, in the middle of exam season, this is probably the latest I have stayed up in A WHILE, my skin is itchy but I am still happy.

SOOOOO I am binge watching this show (that I love dont get me wrong) and I have come to realize that this show follows the general trend of most shows and I am tiredt not just tired with a “d” but with a “t” for extra emphasis.

I am tiredT of shows that start off with a girl right, you know, not the general standard of beauty. She’s funny, smart, intelligent, crazy family, good friends you know relatable? it starts off with her having “relationship” issues like “uh no person will ever love me, im ugly bla bla bla whatever” and then OFCOURSE just like that, the attractive guy of her dreams comes into her life and falls in love with her followed by several attractive guys who want to date said relatable girl and OFCOURSEEE she is stubborn and gives attitude to ALL OF THEM and they just EAT IT UP, they are loving every SINGLE moment of it, it’s one of the things they “LOVE” about her.

Listen, I am tired okay? because that is a lie. That is not the fact of life, guys hardly ever notice the funny, stubborn, intelligent ones and if they do they tend to be friendZONED. Yea! I said it! and no one should dare hop into my dms talkm’bout oh you’re so pretty, that’s so not true, please stop, I’ve heard enough of that to last me a lifetime. Personally, I could not care less if guys notice me or not, I really am not concerned anymore, I’m not going to waste my time and effort but I am just tired of that particular plot.

You know a plot I’d like to see? One where the regular girl, the protagonist does NOT end up with some random hot guy who suddenly is in love with her stubbornness but instead she just learns to deal with the fact that guys DONT come up to her and NO ONE tells her they like her, guys DONT comment on her Instagram pictures and certainly NO guy is “secretly” falling in love with her behind the scenes. She is most definitely NOT in competition with the “hot” girl she knows who happen to be everything she’s not, ACTUALLY I want them to be friends, not just fake friends but real good friends and I want the “hot” girl to hype her best friend up like no other BECAUSE AT THE END OF THE DAY, THAT.IS.THE.REALITY. 

I sound so pressed right now and YEA I AM, I AM FREAKING PRESSED. I know I’m not the only one that feels this way. Let me explain to you why I’m so pressed, imagine watching this show right thinking wow I can so relate to this, I can relate to this character and then she or even HE is getting all this attention for the same characteristics that you have and you really want to see yourself in this character but you can’t, it affects self-esteem! You start thinking about your own life and experiences and how they don’t match at all. Now imagine how harmful this can be for younger viewers who are still growing and learning about confidence and how the opposite sex really isn’t the start, the middle or the end of the world, how is that supposed to make them feel?

We already live in a world that projects “perfection” in almost everything, social media, youtube, the celebrity life so please, please show me something real, something that I can at least relate to? if I want to be transferred to a whole new world, I’ll watch Gossip Girl but if you want to give me a relatable character, make her relatable all the way. That is all I ask, please and thanks.

I just really felt the need to get that off my chest because I know, I’m not the only one that feels that way and sure I sound like a bitter single girl right now but you know what? it’s the truth and THAT’S the tea sister.

Have a blessed day,

Lots of love,

Gedo xx

Honestly tho: The Internet has been lying to you.

Hey boos,

What’s up? How is your week going?

Mine has been pretty good, we thank God. The month is almost ending, like omg where is this year going? There is literally 5 more days till the month of July goes, and then we’ll be in August and then September and then I’ll be 19 and then we’ll be in 2018? Wow, I’m excited though, 2017 let’s go!

Anyway, I want to talk about something that I realized and since then I seem to see it everywhere and that’s this lowkey hatred for everything that the internet is hyping. Everything that we think is great, in reality kinda sucks. Let me show you.

Let’s take being petty for example, according to the internet; Petty is this “trendy” term and anyone who is being petty is immediately funny or cool or even goals. Girls, especially will be the first to call themselves petty, you’ll find “petty queens” and etc.

Shows of pettiness go viral instantly. When people are being “petty”, they are congratulated like as if they are doing something good but according to dictionary.com petty is defined as “mean and ungenerous in small or trifling issues”, Urban dictionary’s definition of petty isn’t nice either; it’s defined as “making things, events, or actions normal people dismiss as trivial or insignificant into excuses to be upset, uncooperative, childish, or stubborn”. Imagine? All this time that your friends have been calling you petty queen they’ve been insulting you.

I’m not trying to ruin anyone’s fun or anything (Lol I don’t care) but what happened to forgiveness? Why are people so afraid to forgive now? People are so afraid of being humans now because they feel like as if doing anything kind or nice or normal will be regarded as soft or look as though they are being walked over. Everyone wants to be “strong” but it’s like they’ve forgotten what being strong actually means.

Now everyone is seeking revenge, have we forgotten that it’s not our place to punish? Don’t you know that it takes a great person, a strong person to forgive?

Let’s take another term, Finesse, this is definitely girls’ favorite one.

According to the internet, Finessing is what strong, sexy, smart, clever people do to get what they want.  Sounds cool doesn’t it? Now let’s see what google dictionary (idk that dictionary that comes up when you google a definition) has to say about it, Finesse is “great subtlety and tact in handling or manipulating people or difficult situations”. Whilst Urban dictionary defines it as “persuading someone out of their belongings, or to do you a favor”. Sis, I’m sorry but if you’re a finesser then you’re just a glorified thief and dream seller. I don’t completely have an issue with finessing, like for example convincing your parents to get you pizza (without any corruption), I am completely for that but my problem with finesse is why it’s become viral; which is because people literally steal and are then proud of themselves. People who go on dates with people they have 0 interest in and want nothing to do with just to get a free meal (You will now be shouting MenareScum) or keeping a person around because you know they’ll splash money on you? (You will now be saying Women are the downfall of man)

Please wake up, don’t celebrate that kind of finessing.

tenor

the #MenareScum (okay I’m raising my hands up, I say this sometimes but as a joke I’m going to try and stop, I’m sorry) I’m just so over that hashtag, men are not scum bruh. Sorry but I literally need to ask, is your father scum? I didn’t think so.

I agree, there are some really, really, really, really whack minded men out there but that doesn’t mean we should categorize all men as scum. Let’s not be blinded, the hashtag just gives us a blanket where we can all just lie under and hate guys. I know a lot of people say, no that’s not true, we’re just talking about the ones that actually but let’s think about it for a second.

You’re scrolling on twitter or Instagram, maybe even Facebook, you’ll see something about MenareScum once, or someone will say it, maybe you even start saying you continue to see and say such everyday or almost everyday.  It’s all fun and games till you repeat it so many times that you actually start believing it and one day wake up and realize you have an in depth hate for men and you don’t know how it started, then you’re in my office talking to me about how your relationships just aren’t working out for you and you don’t trust men and you think you might be lesbian which just isn’t the case.

See how easy it is to be misled? 

Not all men are scum okay? I’m tired. 

Another example of this repetition situation is the idea that women are the downfall of man, how many times have you watched a movie were the woman is the distraction or used as a distraction? Ever since Eve handed Adam that apple at the beginning, we just haven’t heard the end of it, giving men an excuse not to have real and good relationships. Do you know how many girls are out there in the “talking” stage because the guy believes she will be a distraction?

Do you want your children to grow up hating men? 

Another one, is the whole “Me and my 8 boyfriends” thing that just seems to be annoyingly everywhere (again, may or may not have joked about this sometimes, but that was before I deeped all of this okay? I’ve stopped, I am a changed woman). So cheating is the new rave isn’t it? And guys, what’s this cheating thing that my ear just can’t stop hearing? It’s like all I’m hearing is how someone cheated on another person.

What is so funny about not being able to commit? Why are we condoning such behavior? 

Why have we started treating things that are wrong as trivial matters? Have we just all lost our moral compasses?

So basically what does this all come down to?

Can we kill the year of the savage and change it into something that is actually cool? Like the year of self betterment?

Okay, well I hope you all have a great day/night and do something nice for someone. Let’s not be shouting spread love but be sharing things that undertone hate mmkay?

Have a blessed day,

Lots of love,

Gedo xx

 

 

 

Sis, say what??: “puppy love” by Ehi Ebodaghe

Hey boos, 

This is Gedo and I am starting this new segment called Sis, say what?? Where great women I know come and they get an opportunity to share their opinions on whatever they want, every Saturday, it’s finna be lit. Now let’s sit back and listen to my sis tell you what’s up. 

 

Yo kids, surprise surprise, it’s not Gedo, it’s Ehi. Now before you start panicking, no she’s not been kidnapped and no she hasn’t fallen off the face of the earth. We just changing things up a lil,
Soooooo I wanna talk about young people in relationships. Just real quick. And when I say young people I don’t mean like 13 and 14 year olds because that’s not a discussion I’m willing to have…anYWAYS. I mean people within my age bracket, so like 18-25.

This whole ting hit me the other day when I was talking to my mans when he got back from work. He sounded really triggered when he started talking about his day so I asked him what was up. Since he’s the youngest at his workplace, all man’s coworkers are like 23, 24 while he’s 19. Apparently they had been talking about relationships and he was like ‘oh yeah guys, BTW I have a girlfriend now’, and they all went ‘awwww that’s so cute too bad it’s not gonna last’. They asked if I had male friends to which Ja’shon responded ‘of course’. They then actually went on to tell him that he should be careful about letting me chill with my male friends because I would probably end up cheating on him. Their argument went along the lines of ‘girls our age aren’t ready to settle down, they’re not built for monogamous relationships. It’s just not gonna work. They’ll always end up cheating because being faithful is too difficult.’ Mans was actually confounded 😂 like he was genuinely trying to figure out whether or not they were joking.
Naturally, when he told me I was shook, shooked, shooketh, and shookington. Here are these people that don’t even know me and they’re already passing judgment on my character based on what? My age and my status? Nahhhh fam. Thank God mans is an actual decent human being and was there to defend my honour haha
There are two things that irritate me most about this situation. The first one kinda piggy backs on Gedo’s last post: Women against Women (go read it if you haven’t, it’s 👌). If it was even a group of broken-hearted, single dudes spouting this rubbish, I could maybe kind of sort of understand their mindset (not to excuse the nonsense that some boys say ehn, just saying that some boys are just bitter af once they get their hearts broken). But there were WOMEN there IN MY AGE BRACKET telling him the same thing?????? Like where is the support for ya girl? Maybe it was the peer pressure from the guys or maybe they actually held those opinions. Either way, I’m so h’annoyed, and not just for myself.

By implying that all women of our age are unfaithful, that’s generalizing their own characters and morals too, innit? I’m not asking you to vouch for my character, you don’t know me like dat. But if you’re not going to give me the benefit of the doubt, don’t assume that I’m a cheater either, feel me? Don’t paint me as some insatiable creature that can’t possibly survive without more than one man. Just for the record, I was single for a hot minute and thriving, thank you very much.
The second thing is that they just assumed that because we’re youngins in a relationship, it wasn’t going to last. Wawuu the cynicism is real. I feel like hope in our generation has hella deteriorated recently, and it’s a wee bit demoralizing. It makes you feel like ‘if nobody believes in you, why even bother to put in effort?’ But I feel like this attitude actually provides us with a wonderful opportunity. An opportunity to fight back and prove all these haters wrong 😌 Obvs don’t actually physically or verbally fight them for disagreeing with you, I dont endorse that lol. But if you fight back by making your relationship work and work well, isn’t that the best way to prove them wrong?

[Disclaimer: if you’re in a relationship just because people said you couldn’t make one work, please circumcise your thoughts and replenish your goals]
Sha, that’s all I have for today. Hope you guys enjoyed my wee takeover. Till next time 😋

Have a blessed day, stay hopeful x
-Ehi