Peace Means War!

I was not as bold as Mommy, in fact, I don’t even have the “scars of honor” that most people show when they are all grown trying to narrate how they got a particular scar. I do not have a burn, never broke my hand or foot to a point of getting a cast or even a band-aid. Let’s just say am flawless (apart from pricked pimples here and there). I feared everything, even puppies.

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Freedom Is a Scam (The Lighthouse)

Now that I am “free,” I actually do not think I am free to date whoever I want, I actually do not want to date for the sake of it. For every outfit I choose or date I go to, I sort of feel like my future kids are asking if that man is the best daddy I could get them; I know it is crazy. Every time I choose an outfit, there’s the voice in me that asks if that outfit would bring glory to God.

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