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My thoughts in 10 pictures

Hellooooooo

A pleasure indeed to do this again! Today, I will be doing something different from how I share my thoughts. Guess how? I will be sharing through pictures yayyyyyy 

Who is excited? I am. Let's get right into it

1. I am not 25 and I am not even working yet but I don dey tire😭😭😭



2. For the second set of pictures, we move to Mo's beautiful post on Instagram this week which I resonated with so deeply! 

Take a few minutes to read what it says, you will definitely learn more than a few things.








For the full post check out her page @snippetswithmomo on IG and thank me later💓


3. Then off to some Random quotes by great philosophers

How many philosophers do you know by name?😇 At least today you will know these ones and what they think on certain things.





4. On today's episode of connecting with people😆


My answer: I have


This is where I say "see you soon in my next post" because this girl has to go read her book. But I hope you enjoyed this

Happy New Month in advance💝

                                                                                                            Your Pen Friend,
                                                                                                                Ifedolapo

Comments

  1. Simply Beautiful! The last picture tho. I think most people fear showing people how much they mean to them out of fear of little or no reciprocation. But I guess we need not to fear, but rather love people unconditionally and with courage.
    Thank you for this wonderful piece

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    1. Well said Ebun....rather than fear choose love
      Thank you❤️

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  2. Nice post, very nice
    Well i think everyone at some point everyone has been scared out showing true self and I think a part of that fear is what makes us stronger no matter how you look at it or think about it (some might disagree)

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    1. Hmmmm
      I think instead of it actually making them stronger, it creates the illusion that they are.

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