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If They don't like it, let them die Hating!



People place so much expectations on us.

We can't afford to be authentic anymore.

Authenticity is not desirable.

We fake it to perfection.

Caving under pressure from so much expectations.

This is why we need women who are not afraid to buy artificial and refine it to look better than original.

It goes against the status quo.

To break the natural law of order and come out unscathed.

The refined woman is the one who has travelled outside religion and tradition to find out perfection has a price tag.

To brand herself in her own image and likeness, and come out complete.

Women who will buy artificial hair and rock it to stardom.

Women who will do butt enhancement and redefine natural advancement.

Women who will thrive by playing God with their body, not caring how you feel about it.

God didn't seek your opinion or permission when he made man.

Why should she seek your permission to craft her body as she wants?

Women who will go naked in front of their male assistants and enjoy raw, cozy and A-Class massage!

While you cry and spit venom from your old, poorly painted and lit self contain block.

Taking Panadol for your headache and others.

It's hilarious when people believe they have a right to be disappointed because someone did something they felt good doing.

In the past, a friend of mine loved dreds so she locked her hair, and her pastor and members shamed her bloodily.

One texted her and said he is highly disappointed in her for looking like a marijuana addict.

They told her to leave the choir until she cut the hair.

She was forced to cut it, narrating her story later to me, she said she felt confident locking her hair because it made her feel more beautiful, just like a superstar.

She said she wished she knew what she knows now... she said she wished she knew me then, that I would probably have talked sense into her.

Yes, she is right... I would have talked sense and fire into her until she burns with strength and will power.

She's no longer a member of the church now. Thanks to me.

How much does disappointment cost?

The next time someone says they are disappointed in you, ask them...What's the economic value of your disappointment?

Nigerians are experts in minding other peoples business except theirs.

Tonke dikeh did yansh or hips surgery, yet it is the average Nigerian that will carry binoculars to check if the left yansh is bigger than the right.

The average Nigerian will analyze your hips and breasts, and gleefully mock you that the left breast is smaller than the right.

They thrive when you are flawed.

And die when you are flawless.

They hate seeing others happy.

So they poke holes and drain their happiness like a leaking container.

You can't be fine and be whole, if you are fine at least leak small.

It is time for women to buy it if they don't have it.

Buy the yansh if you want it.

Buy the breasts if it makes you happy.

Buy the waist if you feel like it.

If you can believe it than you can buy it...

It's expensive as hell...so you must work hard and push smarter to own it.

If you can risk life and death, and disfigurement, you owe nobody shit!!!

Bleach it if you want, but please don't destroy it.

You are a grown ass woman, you have the freedom to choose.

You must not be ugly Betty to be loved and accepted.

Fuck their love and acceptance. Who e epp!

Pay and become a Kim Kardashan.

Your beauty should be rooted to your decision and not grounded in fear.

If the average Nigerian woman wants to rock her thread and rub olive oil to look cheap and holy!

By all means let her be ugly betty and virgin Mary.

Keep wearing old big bras and large pants.

Wear your long skirts and big shirts.

Keep shouting at how much a make-up kit cost, while you apply vaseline.

Keep beefing Marykay and Brazilian hair, while hating on trousers.

We don't care, we are not judging you for being ugly betty.

So quit judging the women who have decided to be Kim or Nikki.

Do not live your life under the scrutiny of cheap.

Do not exist based on someone's worthless values.

If you need to buy or pay for it to own it...

Then by all means, buy that yansh and shake it like a sealed bottle of Coke till perfection explodes.

Yes, you paid for it!!!

You are a woman and you can be anything and anyway you want.

If they don't like it let them die hating!

Kingdavid said it.


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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www.ofunneceo blogspot.com

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