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Acceptance

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I miss you Not in the big way... not in the grand, I need to get you back way or I can’t stand to share you way... I miss you in the little things ... In the, I just did something mischievous and I need to tell you. In the, I have this sweet gossip and I’m itching to tell you. Why do I have a win, and I can’t run and tell you. I could only properly brag with you. Because you felt like an extension of me. With you, I could fully be myself. Bare.. flaws and all. I can remember how in the beginning I wondered why I was so chatty with you and you’d just urge me to keep talking. I didn’t get it, I couldn’t get it. You’d just look at me and watch me closely as I spoke. Your eyes not leaving for a second. You always wanted me to express myself, you always looked at me like I was some type of mystery, your favorite puzzle you wanted to figure out, layer by layer. My favorite things are when we have this little back and forth and you’d brag about, how well you knew me, how you knew me like the
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Someone Great

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Do you think I can have one more kiss? I’ll find closure on your lips, and then I’ll go.   Maybe also one more breakfast, one more lunch, and one more dinner. I’ll be full and happy and we can part. But in between meals, maybe we can lie in bed one more time, One more prolonged moment where time suspends indefinitely, As I rest my head on your chest. My hope is if we add up the “one mores” they will equal a lifetime, And I’ll never have to get to the part where I let you go. But that’s not real, is it? There are no more “one mores” I met you when everything was new and exciting and the possibilities of the world seemed endless And they still are. For you, for me But not for us. Somewhere between then and now, here and there, I guess we didn’t just grow apart, we grew up. When something breaks, if the pieces are large enough, you can fix it. Unfortunately, sometimes things don’t break, they shatter.   But when you let the light in, shattered g
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Dating a feminist

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*DUSTS COBWEBS* I'm sorry for the disappearance guys.. Hey TBL squad, I have really missed you all so much 💓. "A feminist" is a word that when mentioned just immediately rubs people the wrong way, i start hearing statements that genuinely makes me confused. "i believe in equal rights but abeg, I'm not a feminist" "feminism is about speeches not action" "i don't want to be called a feminist, it seems like i am a fighter." and so much more. today I'm here to debunk all the myths pertaining being feminist and most especially how dating one should feel like. When asked who a feminist is; some people automatically think, it's a group of angry women who hate men or some wannabe woke woman  or a millennial woman who wants to be above a man. what better place to educate feminism if not a Boss lady blog. So here we go TBL Squad, stick with me as we discuss the common misconceptions and practical applications of feminis
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Hard guy!! Hard guy!! .. but you keep losing people

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Hola TBL squad. how you doing?  i hope y'all are great and poppin' as usual. In philosophy class, one of the few things i understood when i was not bored out of my mind is "Tabula rasa", this is a theory that explains that at birth, the human mind is a blank slate. As we grow, we are influenced by external environments, society and the almighty of them all " Hollywood " and " novels" . I've been guilty about this, thus my shedding light on it. Now, to the gist; why do people think not communicating is cool, Hard guy!! Hard guy!! and you keep losing friends that matter, saying " nothing " over and over again is a way to put your partner to test, them digging deeper and deeper is the only  sign that he truly loves you. kilode ?? Personally, i am a very noisy and playful person but when it gets to things that hurt me i get so mute and silent. i'd over analyze it in my head, jump to conclusion and move on with my life. the ke
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THICKA-licious

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CURVY GIRL hacks  Aloha Boss ladies. how have you been? my friend  dropped it in my mind to do a hack for curvy girls, i laughed about it at first  but when i was dressing up the next day and found myself doing some hacks it just hit me what a great idea it actually was. some things i know and do weren't learnt formally but things i had to  do, to get out of one tricky situation or the other.  42 -34- 48 (my bust waist hips measurement) definitely curvy right ? 😅lol. wellllllll as a thick girl or just a girl with more flesh in the booty, thigh,arm or even tummy area keep reading for life changing hacks.  one thing i have learnt is that confidence is the greatest hack of all. "confidence will make you happier than any diet will." you really just have to have confidence in yourself and size, its really not about the size you wear but the way you wear your size. Living according to the society's definition of beauty just gives you unnecessary heart break
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Intern!

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ÓMÓ BUTTER IN THE STREETS! As my third day being an intern, I already had a routine. Wake up by 5:00 AM, work out for 15 minutes, start making my brothers breakfast finish like about 6:30, go and bath be ready by like 7:02 AM, then the driver takes me to work but of course the third day just had to have a twist. Woke up later than usual due to some work assignments, so I was leaving the house by 7:20 AM hoping to be able to beat any traffic that I may see and get to work before 8:00 AM or few minutes past. Like about ten minutes away from home, which is quite far already due to Abuja roads but not too far because of early morning "Go-slow". We were in traffic, I was on my laptop trying to finish up on my work assignment when the driver tells me to wear my seat belt because of the road safety officers that were in front. I tried to be sly about it, I honestly tried 😅😅 but it wasn’t good enough because the road safety officer still  stopped us. The man now started going o
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memoir; 2017

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p.s; this was written super super early in the year. Hello from the other side This is my first write up. It is supposed to be for the New Year but apparently, procrastination is one of my bad habits, unfortunately, I carried it over to this year.    I personally believe the best way to get the full view is looking from on top " life can only be understood backward but must be lived forward ." thus my writing of my 2017 in 2018. Anyways, 2017 started out pretty much sad for me. I was confused about a lot of stuff emotionally. I was facing my first real breakup and not because I wasn’t interested anymore but because something bigger than us came to play. We couldn’t be together because of distance. Who knew geography could be such a big deal. I always advise and talked about how time heals wounds but I faced it firsthand. From not being sure I could be around our favorite spots to actually going there and smiling. Instead of being sad over what I lost, I actually
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