As opposed to what you may think or the picture of me that my write-ups have created in your hearts, I’m no saint at all, c’mon; what were you thinking? I’m only a product of grace. I have literarily been there, done that (YES! that) and also gotten a crest on my T-Shirt for it. *biko, if you’re less than 18, don’t read this and I really can’t handle judgmental folks*
‘Back to da marrer peeps’; my first relationship was sweet (or so I thought) until we had to break up due to certain issues (permit me to leave the break up issue out of this piece because that’s one long story for another day).
I ended up being hung