Skip to main content

Site Map


www.peero007.com

Comments

Popular posts from this blog

Men Are Scum (By @peero007)

Picture Courtesy: Pinterest. Battery full! I unplugged my phone then sat on the edge of the bed as I scrolled through notifications from different social media platforms, some needed to be replied immediately but no, I just wasn't in the mood to reply them yet. I was still going through the notifications then saw a tweet from one of my feminist idols, the tweet read thus:       "I'm about to do a thread, another experience...*sighs* men are just scum" I wasted no time diving into her twitter timeline, I followed the thread with rapt attention and retweeted, it was indeed a bitter experience she had gone through all because she had decided to love a scum that called himself a man.  Over time I had drawn strength from her tweets and tweets from other ladies like me who had gone through hell in the name of love and at the hands of men, men! Evil species, I would give anything to wipe out every man from the face of the earth, yes, that was the depth

A Night in Helltown

I was a freelance photographer, freelance portrait artist, freelance writer, and a professional gamer. Well, I was actually rolling in money, but still lived a private and secluded life, loved by many, friend to none, and it just had to be that way if I still wanted to cohabit peacefully with others. I was born with a curse, one that some call a ‘unique gift’, where the normal human sense would pick up the strange smell of burning rubber and sulphur in unusual places, I could see the demon itself, yeah! I could see and hear angels, demons, and ghosts, the good thing about it all, was that for some unknown reason, I was untouchable by these things, and I had grown so used to seeing them every second, that it no longer bothered me. If people knew just what was happening in the spiritual realm, and the demons some people walked with, they would be more conscious and deliberate with their actions. As a child, I thought seeing things was a natural thing for everybody, but I grew up

My Affair with Mama Didi

I grew up in Lagos, and I must say it has been an insightful experience for me. This story is hard for me 'cause I lived with a burden of guilt for a while as a result of my actions, but I'm over it, and I have accepted it all as past, and moved on. I was raised in a Christian family and knew the word of God. at the time I had no idea whether I was just being morally upright, or I was indeed a Christian. I stayed away from trouble as much as I could, and always tried to do what I felt was the right thing to do- yeah that was the way my life was. We had this family friend called "Mama Didi", and she was so close she had access to every part of our house, whether we were home or not. She had two children for a husband that abandoned his home travelled to different states and started families with different women in different parts of the country. Mama Didi didn't want to take chances with her kids, so she sent them to live and study abroad, while she stayed back