DemiGoddess:

Just fine.
5:30AM

postmann:

Where is the goddess? Shall we have some private devotion?

DemiGoddess:

She's here now

postmann:

By my pondering heart, you owe me an explanation!

DemiGoddess:

Yes I do

postmann:

Okay. I'm all ears. Maybe you may choose another medium.

postmann:


Okay. I'm all ears. Maybe you may choose another medium.

postmann:

Okay. I'm all ears. Maybe you may choose another medium.

DemiGoddess:

You left me alone!

postmann:


Nah! You left me alone for some chasing cash . I left a mention since Sunday evening which you only just responded to. I was bathed in RED lastnight, by the way.

postmann:


Actually, there's nothing to be sorry for. But you're one handful black Jewel if your DP bears the truth about your physical disposition.

postmann:


[b]Your misery has only just begun. I shall bury this new handle of yours in the same grave where all the others where buried. A grave of shame and failure with a backlog of rather forgotten woes, rejections and lost hopes.

Even in your ghost form, you amounted to nothing. You'll always need to clean up your past before you can stand in my presence, you peasant of a common birth!

I shall make your blood the very stream on which this thread flows, you mentally and financially impoverished supplicant.

No, NL is something. Ask the government of Nigeria how this forum was used by separatists in their bid to break up this country. You unenlightened, typical romancelander who lust his faculty in the DP of some beautiful woman.

NL is the facebook of Africa. We have so many foreigners here. So much knowledge and experience flow like an endless stream from worthy intellectual contributors, and you've been just a freeloader, albeit an unthankful one. Your life didnt bear any fruit from all the wealth of knowledge buried in this great platform for you seldom look beyond romanceland. There you found and lost Agnes, and died in the quest of winning her back. If you have anything upstairs, it must have reffected here. Afterall no one lights a candle and hide it under the table. Here is an extension of some degree of what you really are!

And you are a failure. An easy-to-spot kind of a failure. You redundant, daydreaming Skulk.

Stop following me around, I don't like ghosts and neither do I enjoy educating one. From this brief spat, I'm already rubbing off on you, ungrateful postmann-wannabe!


***modified***
_Stupid guest, thought you said you were going to bed? I doubt you have a paid roof over your head. Shanty dwelling Scrounger!!! Coward on![/b]

postmann:

[b]
Put your dictionary back in its shelf, you mis-educated nuisance!!!
You make a poor combination of words. You're obviously not used to this. Your brain suffers as you have been stretched already outside your comfort zone.

You must have been bred in an impoverished neighbourhood where education is a communal contribution, with each family one representative. You got your family's ticket, not out of merit but out of savage bullying. I heard your younger ones were far more clever.

So you walk around with some high-sounding nonsense as the only proof that you went to school.

You must think NL is your community where you can bully your way around with your inferior brainpower.

This is NL. Your only ticket to respect is your wits and intelligence. Nothing is hidden. You either have it or you don't. And you know your class, even here. You're a backbencher, a fourth-grade member of this great platform.
You read my posts and profile for your mental and intellectual growth. And your rubbing off with me is your exam to see how far you've come along from the pit of the dimwits.

But I can't be your teacher. Not only that you're an ungrateful sad-face, but I fear that, that which you couldnt learn while you were alive, how can you learn when you're dead?[/b]

Ishilove:

Yet nairalanders accuse me of always fighting, meanwhile see my senior.

Cc na.ptu2

postmann:


Why not let the ghost remain in the world of the dead? You're digging up past issues that have been forgotten long ago.

Ishilove:

Okay master, but you must tutor me. I'm inspired!!

postmann:


If you ask me, I think your perfect already. Why have me soil your good grace?

Ishilove:

Jokes apart, though. Your words are often poetic. Do you do creative writing?

postmann:


Nothing official or on a proffessional level. Just scratch a line here and there.

Ishilove:

You have a gift, _postmann, and you should explore it. You'll be amazed what you discover along the way

postmann:


Thank you very much. I truly appreciate that. I'll try to remember your words as often as I can and use them as a propelller to drive me further than my current horizon.

Ishilove:

You do that, young man

postmann:

[b]
What has the living in common with the dead?
You're only a citizen of the Republic of the Damned
The abode of failed ghosts
Who wish desperately for another chance at life.

The depth of my posts stretch far beyond your muscle's elasticity. Stop trying to play catch up.
We were not cut out from the same stone.
You're of an ordinary birth, with no special talent. That's why you got lost in a forum like NL. Your e-life here yielded no fruits hence you re a restless, tormented ghost.
Stop abusing this public platform rubbing off with your betters. My glow cannot reflect on you no matter your stalking and exchanged banters for ghosts don't shine. Especially failed ones whose past life left nothing of significance.


Go back to hell you morbid gibbon. There's no more chance at life for you. You've exhausted your slot after repeated failures. Now you're a destitute at Google's door, begging for a fresh email account for a new ghost-suit. Haunted by your failures, you found no peace in hell.[/b]

analice107:

This is enough to write a book. Wonderful!!!!!.
This guy, a beg just go oo.

Ishilove:



You're brief with women indeed. Kwantinue

wasak:
My naive ex girlfriend fell for this, despite the pleadings from me. Seeing the guy frequently, placing his needs above mine and having the audacity to ask me, 'what'll you do if cheat on you?'. I hadn't the slightest idea that my love was contemplating the manifestation of my worst nightmare, and Alas, it came to pass, for there's nothing hidden under the sun, yours truly found out, I was shattered completely and I could feel pieces of my heart littered around each other, several weeks of insanity followed, for there were intervals where I subconsciously imagined my love professing love to someone else...tears flowed effortlessly, and pleas came from all angles for it is humane to err, it is also humane to forgive, perhaps it is beyond humane to forget, beyond humane to reconstruct the trust of 5 years that was so easily broken like a broomstick. Perhaps I'll get over this someday, but until then.... I'm shattered.

postmann:


This surely escaped me. If not for a quote yesterday on this thread, it would have remained elusive.

How do you mean, Ishilove?

eitsei:
I think I know how you feel..... .... Though it's hard at the beginning but you have to take heart and move on

postmann:

That has passed on. Nothing so spectacular about it.

postmann:
Y'all aren't gonna like this!

Do you have an opposite sex as a best or close friend? Yes


1--If yes, does your partner know the details or nature of your conversation with him/her?/ I plead the 5th

2--Is there secret(s) between you that your partner knows nothing about?/5th

3--If your partner was present, would your conversation with this person be the same?/5th

4--Can you in all honesty describe your relationship with this person as "Just friends", strictly or mostly "Hi" and "bye"? Just friends

5--Do you find yourself dressing to please his/her taste? Is he or she the dominant thought in your mind whenever you dress and look yourself up in the mirror?/ Nope


6--Do you find yourself having romantic thoughts about this person, even when lying side by side with your partner?/5th

7--Do you look beyond your partner for emotional support? Relying on this person for emotional fulfilment?/5th

8--Do you find your commitment and loyalty to your partner being compromised/threatened by your emotional and physical involvement with this person?/5th

9--Are his/her suggestive words and flirtations not only welcomed, but sit deep within the burning embers of your erotic desire?/ He doesn't use suggestive words with me


There's a saying; "where your heart goes, your steps soon follow"

If YES is the answer to ALL or MOST of the above in the questionnaire, then their is a good chance your relationship with the said person constitutes emotional unfaithfulness. You might already be involved in an emotional affair which could soon develop into a full blown physical affair. One way or another, we are all guilty.


N.B: This work is only an exposition on the impact of social media and the 21st century environment which makes cheating as easy as a simple text or phone call. It is not an act of judgment