The new generation of Liberian women must aspire to have healthy marriages that nurture children to go on to respect the sanctity of marriage. Marriage na joke oh!
But NO! Sex is not only about procreation. God made humanity in His image to have dominion over the earth (Gen. 1:26); and I am positive that my parents use sex as an expression of their love for each other. My teachers taught me that besides reproduction, sex should also be about pleasure. I mean, before the discussion of sperm and egg, isn’t there a part about orgasm and pleasure points? Some of us learned how kissing is a stimulant and touching sensations make sex enjoyable.
Now, Liberian men oh, we have a quick question for y’all, who told y’all that when you say “I love you” to a female, after knowing her for two goddamn seconds, she’ll somehow automatically just sleep with you? Okay, we understand, when you’re a kid and you don’t have a game yet, you say whatever you think you need to say to get into a girl’s pants. But when a grown-ass man comes with that line off the jump, it’s just baffling and off-putting.
Once you understand that every individual attaches labels to people then you are already ahead of the curve. The only thing left is for you to know how to use this mindset when approaching or being approached by Liberian women.
I’m a girl with dreams. I don’t wear it on my sleeves or so it seems. I’m not (just) a social media addict, I’m making moves, Don’t take one look and misjudge because my process is not smooth And public, ’cause I keep to myself. Building on huge dreams and focusing on my health It’s…
So, in Liberia, a country in Sub-Saharan Africa, there is a place that allows WHITE WOMEN to walk into Sajj un-harassed but doesn’t allow BLACK WOMEN. The only logical takeaway from that is “black women are almost always prostitutes or mostly poor so they shouldn’t be allowed into what is deemed an upstanding institution, unchaperoned.”
He took away fragments of her soul with every plunge.
She spoke up, but no one ever tried to listen.
Moment after moment of no one lending an ear to her plea, it continued on and on;
So… she just gave up on mentioning it.
Shaved off my hair,
and suddenly I’m hotter;
but you know, I’m daft.
The thought of your attraction being homoerotic
never crosses my mind