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I'm chatting with an old friend. HP

I call him friend cuz he is my FRIEND. We tightllyyy cloosssseeeeeee. Really tightly clooossssseeee. not in a sexual way or nothing.

i could call him up for anything and he'd deliver. well... so did i when asked.

We can look for ourselves anywhere no matter the distance.
I luv teasing him. He teases me back. even yaps me nicely.
All this b4 he found a wife.

ehen!!!

There is a question people ask. "can guys and girls just be friends?"
What think you?
i think it is possible but difficult. But definitely possible.


As i was saying - b4 my friend found his wife...,

Yes, wife, he was what boyfriends are suppose to be to girlfriends. in terms of support, advice, shoulder to cry on, hang out everywhere and anywhere. to him i was not a girl i was his pal.

i thought the same about him too. Refreshing to have a handsome, strong, caring person around u who no wan enter your pata.


Growing up i was a tom boy to the core. the only girl in the crew. i did it all; played road-side football (4,6,8 man-court), tennis without shoes on, fought Chinese, rolled tyre, scrapped my knees, had fist fights, summersaults...name it. so basically i had pals all around me. i was just one o the boys. had it's disadvantages though cuz growing into a young lady that changes. you start liking boys but they still see you as PAL.


Back from the detour:
Now e dey marry and i don’t think wifey likes me much.


NB: she knows me o! I’d say we were friends once upon a time.

He asked me if she had sent me the wedding details and i said nope.

Thing is he is always talking about me. my name pops up like in almost every sentence he makes. not my fault now is it. aw she go wan kan give me details. (Hmmm! make e no shout my name for middle of climaxing o! my hand no dey o!).

We luv ourselves, but a friend kinda luv and she just caint understand and take it. Can’t loose my friend or sleep cuz of that.

'nyways, i wish them all the best life has to offer as a couple. i hope she gets to see that some day. Me sef go find my perfect match. O! and u too.

He who finds a wife has found a good thing. so also he who finds me don find better thing.

By Gos'd grace my friends will stop singing

"when will you marry? this year, next year, .... jan, feb, march and so on as the song goes.

na byforce? i guess it is.