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WHEN THE WRONG ONE LOVES YOU RIGHT (Part 2)

Previously on WHEN THE WRONG ONE LOVES YOU RIGHT… * After the sex that rainy afternoon, William and I exchanged numbers. Then he asked me out on a date and

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WHEN THE WRONG ONE LOVES YOU RIGHT

It started when I was in secondary school, in JSS3, and almost fully aware of my sexuality. It was 2007 and I was in a mixed sex, boarding school. At

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MAKING HIM FRIEND

He’d been my best friend right from my second year in the university; four years later he’s that one guy that knows me just too well. Let’s call him Murphy.

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Looking

Most people fantasize about leaving Nigeria and relocating to another country but never stop to consider the baggage that comes with it. I was really ecstatic when I learned I

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THE KISS

It was a Friday night and we were doing publicity for a show coming up in a couple of weeks. The plan was to go into different hostels as a

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IF TOMORROW NEVER COMES

I was at a friend’s place one Saturday afternoon. We were gisting and our conversation went from the latest movies to cool, crazy, meaningful and meaningless music, to happenings in

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GOODBYES ARE NOT FOR EVERYONE

We met at a fashion show. A friend of mine was among the designers whose clothes were getting shown at the show. He was a model on the show. Tall.

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THE BURDEN OF MY PAIN

Heartbreak. It’s not at all a good feeling. It is one of those dark places you fall into and eventually emerge, either made or marred. Many people will say to

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THE THING ABOUT LOVE

Here’s an opinion: letting go of the fact that there’s a “the One” can be one of the most freeing things you will ever do. All that pressure to find

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SHUT UP AND WATCH GAY PEOPLE LIVE!

Persistently, we read quips or jibes about how the LGBT are shoving their sexuality in everyone’s face. It has become a running joke. A persistent sentiment. How we have infiltrated