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You Have the Life You Deserve

Money legalizes the abnormal

It normalizes the abnormal

Money maketh all things right, and rights all wrong, if indeed they are indeed wrong.

Nobody cares that Kyler Jenner is a teenage mum while so young

Nobody cares that Khloe is a single mom, at her age too

Nobody cares that Kim has been married twice before Kanye or that all her kids aren't from one man

We idolize them

We worship them

We mentolize them

They are perfect the way they are

You would defend them with your dignity, even though your dignity isn't worth a grain of sand

Why

Because they are rich, beautiful and powerful.

Someone you feel entitled to their life

That's what money does

It makes everyone crave to have a part or belong somehow!

But your neighbor has one child outside wedlock and she is an asewo

Your distant cousin or aunt had two kids from two different men, and she is a whore!!

Your colleague isn't married at 40, and she's an old cargo whose bad character drives men away

Your favorite star on TV has a child outside wedlock and she's a bad influence, suddenly you hate her

Your neighbor has married once before, and now is with her second husband with a child or two from the first, so you label her a witch. It's love portion she must he using.

At night, you sit in your single room, alone, probably you have just been fucked and now you are exhausted, eating boile and groundnut and watching keeping up with the Kardashians...

Smiling and wishing for their life.

You will never have their life

You have the life you deserve


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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