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Be Couple Goals to The Young and Single

This self-isolation,  how far my married couple friends... 

How far... Let's talk choices 

How has it been

A prison sentence or a love garden....?

Are you happy with the choices you made or you regret it? 

Now you understand why we say don't rush into marriage... Take your time and learn the curve

I watched the video of the girl that fainted because she was proposed to.

I almost vomited inside my mouth 

If she was my sister,  I would beat her from the gate to my house and keep beating her till she gets common sense. 

Is it that you never believed such a man would marry you, or you can't believe your luck, you had to faint

When will ladies realize that if anyone is meant to faint or scream,  it is the men not the women...

For Pete's sakes, you said yes...

You picked him... If you didn't say yes,  marriage won't hold

I've not seen a marriage that happened when the woman didn't say yes...I'm not talking about the child marriages or forced ones. 

The power is not in the hands of he who is asking the question, but she who is supplying the answer(permission)

A question has never been more powerful than the answer 

"Will you marry me?" is nothing without a "Yes I will!"

So the lucky chap here is the man 

The man should faint not you!!!

This is a gender awakening! Yes.

Now you are locked indoors with your partner,  are you always fighting or making love... I'm not talking sex now but domestic intimacy.

Are you slaving away doing the dishes, cleaning the house, cooking eguisi and banga soup and watching the kids all alone, while he sits down watching CNN, legs stretched, waiting for swallow and draw soup in a China plate? 

The world is evolving and ending, fast and furios... Don't end up with an average partner, they will rubbish your accomplishments, degrees, worth and the virginity you defended and protected for your wedding night.

The wrong partner will make the devil look like child's play, the wrong partner will make marriage feel like hell.

The wrong marriage will change you, literally...it will totally transform you, you will become born again backwards.

So before you faint from forced or fake joy and drama, just make sure you aren't fainting over a man who will tell you you are wasting food, even if you are indeed wasting the food, he is poor.

Poor people complain, rich people obtain.

A poor man will complain about you wasting food, a rich man will obtain more food for you so he can brag about his dustbin size with his friends.

Don't be poor too, no man deserves a poor woman either, nobody came to this world to suffer, if you want to suffer, suffer alone, after you've made it, then marry your class.

Don't faint for a man that says, "Please change that skirt or don't look too beautiful o, I don't want men to eye you." RUN... His insecurities will poison his love and affection for you once he marries (owns) you.

If a man starts picking your calls or investigating and monitoring your phone, or asking for your social media passwords, if you faint for such a man, be prepared to die for him sooner or later. 

It is even better you follow the devil, than a man who will seize your phone because you receive calls too much, or says you WhatsApp too much, at least you know you are following the devil to hell and he is the king there, than the one that doesn't have any level here on earth, yet will make your life a living hell, and still send you to the real hell again.

Don't faint for anybody!

If you must faint, make up like a badass bish, look stupidously beautiful, then check your reflection in the mirror and faint for yourself. 

If you insist you must faint for somebody with a penis, do a sex change, look at it in the mirror and faint.

The point is, don't settle for less, fight to be more, and best will be attracted to you. 

Yes, ignore the pressures from family, society, church and friends... If you must, then fight, punch, scratch, kick, but don't settle down just yet until you are sure it's not average.

Ladies, be with a man who isn't scared of your ambitions but your lack of it. If anything should scare him it should be that you are growing fat and lazy not beautiful and rich.

Be with a man who will be asking you to marry him with his heart in his hands, nervous you might say no...not the one who is under pressure from your own desperation

A man that is proud to say, yes that's my wife, girlfriend or fiancée as the case maybe, when you get a promotion, or buy a car or even build a house...who says you can't build your dream home because you are married to a man, fuck them and fuck you for believing you shouldn't because you are married. 

Men, be with a woman who scares you when you are not succeeding, not the one who will say, honey don't kill yourself, we don't need a car, we can trek or please don't work too hard, just do the best you can and leave the rest to God. 

If she isn't working hard too to make it too, but praying for you to, while she sits and tie wrapper in poverty, there is a problem with the equation.

A relationship should be a detonator for both partners to explode at any given time under the right circumstance, and not expire instead.

It should be about dreaming and living and inspiring to aspiring to acquiring to retiring rich, old and crazy bad bishes.

Be couple goals to the young and single

Not a bad example.


Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne

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