Friday, September 30, 2016

Angelina and Brad's Divorce Saga is getting juicy 😱

They say that Angelina Jolie used to 'beat' Brad - & stayed in 'their own wings' at their mansion estate while their marriage fell apart



According to InTouch mag, Angelina Jolie used to put hands on Brad Pitt and they are describing her as a wife from hell. Na wa! As if they were in their relationship. Read the rest after the cut...

From Daily Mail
Us Weekly claims that while Brad, 52, and Angelina, 41, were living together at their huge Hollywood Hills compound, they took to staying in different parts of the 80,000 sq ft estate. 


"Angelina basically had her own wing and he had his,' a source close to Brad told the publication. 'They began living these separate lives.'
A representative for Brad declined to comment when contacted by DailyMail.com. A representative for Angelina was did not immediately respond to requests for comment. 


The insider also revealed that the former couple. who share six children, were fighting more and more ahead of the break-up.
'Their arguments progressively became more frequent,' the source said.
Brad allegedly 'didn't want to be alone' and turned to friends while working on his latest movie Allied to discuss his problems. 


'He said he was just worn out and fed up with problems at home,' an insider claimed. 'He said they've had rocky moments before, but this is the roughest patch they'd ever been through.'
A source close to Angelina alleged that she wasn't happy with Brad airing their dirty laundry, telling Us Weekly: 'She cannot deal with anyone talking about their business.' 


The couple's estate - which will be divided with their other properties as they hash out a $400million divorce agreement after signing a prenup - is made up of five houses and features a skate park, three swimming pools and a secret cave.
Ian Halperin, author of Brangelina: The Untold Story of Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie, recently said that Angelina is considering relocating to the UK to further her political career. 


'She's a woman with an agenda, she wants to leave the United States, she wants to work in the UK, she wants to get in the House of Lords, she has a non-profit foundation there. She has her sights set on England,' he told the Daily Star.
And while she will indeed be spending more time in the British capital, particularly as she has been appointed a visiting professor at the London School of Economics, a source told People that Angelina is not making a move their full time.


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Monday, September 19, 2016

Grey Atmosphere


When I was a little girl I always thought love was black and white
As I grew older I see it is blue,green and orange
Strings get attached and colors mix
Love is not only a decision. It has become a feeling.
Now I understand when some say they find it hard to let go
Then I wondered why you would be an xoxo
I was clueless
I want to tell you every second how I feel
I want you to know you are my next breath
You are my dirty secret


Lay down with me and whisper sweet nothing to me
Touch my hair and make me blush
Lift me up and twirl me around
Let me close my eyes and feel all you feel
Tickle me so hard my laughter will be filled with joy
Dang it!
Your love intoxicates like the sweetness of wine


Sunday, September 11, 2016

Be a people's Person.

Sometimes when I have a bad day. I smile because if people asked me what got me upset. What will I tell them

If I have a bad cut on my face, and my husband asks me what happened. What will I say? so I am careful.

If I don't cook food for the family and my children asks me why. What will I say

If I stopped looking good and smelling chic and people start running away from me. What will I tell them went wrong

Sometimes you have to do things because you want people to be happy. Most people are of the notion that people Don't matter. They do. Care about people. Be a people's person.

Don't get me wrong. I'm not asking you to allow people bring you down. You are a bold warrior so no one can intimidate you.
Have you tried to help a stranded man in a bus before? You will see the joy in his face even if he doesn't thank you as he should.

Learn to say hello/hi or even good morning when you see someone. Greet people because through that your character is seen/showcased. If they don't respond, go your way. That should not deter you from greeting next time.

Listen to another person's opinion on something. Listen to your wife/husband, your view maybe different from hers. You are not the only carrier of information.

Read books. When you listen/read you gain a new thing.

I hope this idea will help you today. Happy Sunday. Do have a fulfilled week. Smile. Be happy. Nothing is difficult for God to do

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Thursday, September 8, 2016

SUCRÉ NOVEMBER 2

                            SUCRÉ NOVEMBER 2   

                                  
                                       Part 2


   Two days to his arrival, Bolanle called me begging me to remove the foetus that it was still possible, he said all sorts and devised every means to make me remove the baby. I thought of the risk in doing that. He told me he knew the best doctors and I should not be afraid. My world came crumbling down as he hung up the phone. I wept because I could not phatom what had come over him. This minute he told me to keep it another minute he's advising me to go for abortion. The idea that Bolanle was telling me to abort bore a whole in my heart. I believed he would have a change of heart as I went to visit him the next day. I pleaded with him to see reasons with me yet he was bent on his decision. I told him I was scared I may lose my life, he assured me it was nothing. So we went to the hospital to get the baby removed. The doctor gave us the analysis and cost. Bolanle couldn't afford it and suggested we went to his quack friend to get rid of the baby. I felt I could be bold enough to ask my father for the money for the abortion so I went home in anticipation.
                As my father arrived, I went to pick him and soon we began talking as he entered my sitting room in admiration walked about but I was not bold enough to tell him, I only asked him for more money than usual which he told me he would send to me and also let me know my family was still poor and reminded me I was here only because of the scholarship I was given. He told me they were all looking up to me as the first born of the family even though he had a son out of wedlock, he wouldn't want us to follow in that path. He advised me as he began leaving because he wanted to take a walk on the beach before his meeting the next day. Few months gone, Bolanle would not change his mind then I told my brother (the one born out of wedlock) he was furious at first then asked who the father is, I gave him full details and without hesitation, he told my father. I had graduated so my father told me to come home immediately. I knew what that meant and my father being the chief of the yourba land, I had disgraced him. So I tried reaching Bolanle before heading to the airport. He told me never to call him since I would not adhere to his word.
  
                 I was in Africa, Nigeria to be precise in two days. They welcomed me with my bulging tummy and my father told me how disappointed he was and how I have failed our family" sobs of bitterness enveloped me on hearing the sadness in my father's voice. Getting through to Bolanle proved abbortive, so I reached for his best friend whom I asked to direct me to Bolanle's house in Nigeria. I and my brother went to visit them the next day. Initially, they didn't believe it as Bolanle never told them anything. The mother made a hell of trouble vouching for her son and raining curses on anybody that would want to jeopardise their son's future or put her family under duress. They put a call through him before his mother will finish talking, he picked and affirmed to it and said he was not interested in the baby and refused to come home. I could not hide my anger as I walked out leaving my brother to conclude with them. 

             Most nights I would cry and hope he has a rethink. As it was so disgraceful seeing me with a big tummy and not married, my father told me to stay with my aunt in Osun State and leave the house in Lagos. My aunt was very nice and caring. She had a soft spot for me. The day I was to deliver my baby, I didn't know on time but I told my aunt I was seeing water in large quantities dropping, she had never had to go through that she Had no inclination so she told her husband who told me to pack my bag and rushed me to the hospital. I gave birth like the Hebrew woman but the after pain couldn't be explained as they stitched me. I was glad I could look at my baby. "My beautiful baby, I would adorn you with all my gold and silver" I said out loud.
The naming ceremony of my baby was on the 2nd of August 2015, lo and behold Bolanle was there as it was a taboo for the husband to be away during the naming of his child. Bolanle prostrated on the floor begging I and my mother to forgive him as my father was absent . Before that day, my uncle called him to threaten him if he doesn't show up at the naming without my consent and that was when he denied the baby saying "they should ask me who the father of the baby is". He apologized and the ceremony went on but the hurt in my heart could not be contained. After the ceremony I told him how I used all my savings to cater for my pregnancy, he begged for forgiveness but said we would not come back together as he was afraid of responsibility and was not ready to take care of himself. I told him never to speak to me or my baby after that day. He wouldn't listen, he would call and apologize but he was still not ready to have a family. He still wanted to have fun and live his life before settling down. Sometimes I wonder what changed the sweet loving Bolanle I used to know.  Then I started ignoring him. One day, he called my mother to tell her I have been ignoring his calls that he was going back to school as he failed some courses. I said to her that whatever one sows, that he will reap.
 
        A year later, I met Prince an igbo man, tall and sleek. He came to see my parents without hesitation as our relationship got serious, he told them how much he loved me and would want us to get married. Without much adio, we got married September 2nd 2015. Now Bolanle is trying to figure out his life and thinking of how to take the baby from me...
         Prince my husband took I and my baby girl Mitchelle to South Carolina for a visit and we are considering getting our permanent resident permit.
As I dropped my pen, I decided to let the world know about me and not go through the path I took.


My advise: Don't do anything for the moment
Moments don't last forever
No matter what you are going through, God is preparing a better place for you
Children are a heritage of the Lord.


This is a true life story even though I added a touch of fiction. The names in this short story is not directed to anybody. The names of the characters in this story is not their real names. Do not use this to mock anybody as it is a true life story. 


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            #Allofme

SUCRÉ NOVEMBER 1

                                Sucré November

                                         PART 1

This is based on a true life happening. Their names have been changed in the course of the story. By no means should anyone refer to the persons involved. This is a story to help individuals learn from their mistakes.



As I look out the window in the beautiful street of South Carolina, my dilemma rushes down like a flowing stream, I blink the anger and fear it brings away. "How adorable are the leaves in autumn, they fall to the ground sparsely flying in different directions. I stare at the withered nature. The rays of the sun blinds me as I try to watch it create an illusion. "I will play with these yellow, orange and red leaves someday when Mitchelle is grown" I said to myself.
  
                      Bolanle had a sweet side, his rock hard muscles that could have been sculptured out of granite made every girl sway in his direction. He helped me with the dishes as I made pancakes. He would be firm this minute and soft another, if you were not strong, you would rock more than one "yes" box before realizing you were acting out of a desperate woman's fantasy. He was a perfect ten to every woman. When I met him, he was not the type I wanted, I looked at him as one with no other vision other than chasing women. So I gave him a piece of my venom but he didn't give up. He would come all the way to Florida every weekend from Auburn. Soon he proved to me that he wasn't anything like that. We talked and soon became inseparable. He spoke with my parents in Africa and met my friends, I only knew his best friend but we were in love so it didn't matter because he said once I was done with my project, we would get married. How excited I was to tell my friends to pick out their dresses so that we could make final picks.
                  Few months into the relationship my slender and curvy self started bloating and eating a lot. He told me to start going to the gym of which I agreed then I noticed that anytime I did long hours, I would feel faint and slightly dizzy. He will buy me roses and take me for a walk on the beach both of us holding hands and laughing so hard. If you knew us, you would attest to our love. I called it "forever love". He was my bae (  before anyone else). Early on Monday morning, I was vomiting uncontrollably,  I was literally shaking and my room mate Lucia who was scared to death rushed me to the hospital out of fear. They confirmed I was pregnant and three months gone. I didn't know if death was an option but I wanted to die. My parents were not wealthy and they live in Africa. I went to my apartment but the tears won't stop rolling down as the pain hit me so hard.
                    I called Bolanle immediately, he came over and without a care, he got me the necessary medication and stocked my fridge with fruits and healthy foods. I was glad he was going to stay strong with me. He told me to keep it, that he was a proud father of my unborn child and I should get ready to join his family. I danced for joy and told my father to come over that I had something important to tell him as he had a meeting in the United States which enabled him to pay for the ticket and travel down.