I have a secret
I am scum.
I really am.
You may wonder why that would be the first thing I say about myself, but in my rare moments of sincerity, I understand that I must not lie to myself irrespective of how good I want to feel. I am twenty-three, light-skinned, and beautiful. I refuse to comment on my height or cup size because those things don’t matter. What matters is what I am about to tell you.
My love story. I’m twenty- three, what else do you think would be important to me right now. I just started this really cool job, so my finances are mostly stable.
I am in love.
We are in love.
He’s twenty-seven and the sweetest man I ever met. Truth is I might have been swept off my feet by a Yoruba demon.
My Yoruba demon.
His name is Olakunle Adegoke. He’s…
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