July 21, 2011 Obara Meji 105Comment

In continuation with Peanut and his post death activities. Here is another story that is sad but it also lets you realize that the departed are so very close. This is the song that Peanut dedicated to my friend after he had crossed over. I have included the song with lyrics so that you can see the words that he wanted her to hear!!!…So sad!! My friend and I had flew out to California together. We were to be out there for a the week-end to pamper our selves at the spa, and to do some shopping. We had checked into the famous luxury Hotel, the Peninsula, located in Beverly Hills. We had a great day doing all our girly things, our hair, our nails, etc, and had gone back into our room. We spoke for a little bit and went to sleep, she on her bed and I on mine. I saw myself on a very fast train, the train was silver and it was very sleek-looking, modern, something that had a brilliance in its aura. I was on the train along with lots of people. I saw Peanut, but when he realized that I saw him he tried to hide behind someone. There was a big indian looking man who look like an Native American Indian, head-dress and all, and he was staring at me sternly. The train stopped and I got off, and so did Peanut and the Indian dude. As I walked they followed, I wasn’t afraid, just curious. Why was Peanut and his handsome but serious looking friend following me?. I had now come to realize that I was travelling in the Astral realm and I wanted to leave. Again not scared but feeling a little weird. I found myself inside the hotel room at The Penisula where we stood, Indian Guy was standing in a corner and I stood close to Mr. Unfriendly. I saw my self on my bed sleeping and I also saw my friend fast asleep on her bed. Peanut rushed up to her bed and laid at her feet and clasped them in his hands, funny enough their children were also on the bed, which in reality they were not there with us at all, but he must have conjured their spirits, because as he laid beside her sleeping frame he started to cry, tears rolling down his face, feverently, lamenting “Oh God!, Oh God!, Oh God!, I love my family, I love my children, Why can’t I be where you are!!!, why?, Please help me!, Please help me!…” I stood there rooted to the spot that I was in, shocked at the things that he was saying. The Indian seemed impatient and communicated with Peanut that they had to leave, Peanut reluctantly stood up, and I could hear The BackStreet Boys song, Show Me The Meaning Of Being Lonely, playing in the room. I felt myself shaking on the bed wanting to wake up, it felt as if I was being suffocated, my muffled sounds woke my friend who came to my side of the room and gently shook me out of it. She was use to seeing me like this. I jumped up and look around the room for Peanut and Tonto from the Lone Rangers but they were gone. I told her what I had just witness, while I was telling her I heard Peanuts voice in my head pleading with me to sing the song to her for him, I had to because to say the words to her, she would not get the song so I reluctantly sang the verse that said, Tell me why I can’t be there where you are, and then I felt him close to my body and I became misty eyed, but she began to cry, and so did I. She made me feel sorry that I told her because she cried so hard, that we had to cut our trip short and leave. She cried on the plane and continued when we landed, she cried in the apartment, I believe she cried for a month. I had become afraid of my gift, afraid of what God had given to me. I worried that people would be afraid of me. Not wanting me to distress them. I felt sad, and asked myself why me?. I saw the movie Ghost and It reminded me of all that I had been through, Hollywood knows so much!!!. I asked myself again why me?…… the answer came “This Is Your Portion!!, Accept It”….. I have!.. I Obara Meji have accepted my Portion!!. The head could not have got to where it is now if it did not give…..Yoruba Proverb

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Ty
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So amazing…it is a wonderful gift…

Do you ever look back at your diary entries and ponder at how much you have done and experienced?

Obara Meji
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Obara Meji

Nuff mire stories Ty, nuff

Ty
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I am here reading thru and amazed…

I can only imagine…

Ty
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Not only do we never die, but love never dies…

Obara meji
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But look Pon me and his history I predicted his death I met his spirit before I met him and after his death he gave me messages

Maniac
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(Makes the sign of di cross and counting to 100)
singing: Just as I am, I come to thee…..

Pls to low mi!!!!! yuh nuh hear mi sey ah me name Ms. Mary???
Mi ah VIRGINNNNNNN……

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

if me naw chat to him me naw dream him…when me a chat to him a bear dream…me caan cross it…nor can i understand the water…

Gog3tt3r
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mi deh yah sharlene a read weh yuh tap fah.. a him n teacha lock dung yes

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

obara how on earth is this man able to send out his spirit like that…i would say that there were too many dreams…and then i came up with…maybe the spirit was coming as him…aside of him being able to interact spiritually in that manner…and me know him do him work…a him did mek Aloysius give me the damn brooch wih the D….and de dutty gal tief de D…gal bring back mi obeah brooch

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

a whe de rass de people dem deh

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

so me say ok…de said morning before twelve o clock a him dat pon de phone…cousin call say him want the number…after dat dream time tun up again

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

neway one day me say you know wha…madness…so me mind tell me fi call him cousin a work and talk to she…look ya now…me and her talk the Thursday…Saturday before day me dream say de said babyfather come to me and say me a go gi u one last chance…if u fuck dis up me naw look back…true me know say him a dogshit him always also feel the wrath of my tongue…verbally, that is…him no like dat…

sharlenerose
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lawdamercy…gg my apologies…a wonda if a him and de teacher gone

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

and me luv a inna de dream dem him make it quite clear him was going do whe him do if me do whe me do…numerous dreams…so me naw look…can you say personal vendetta…that was 2005…de bwoy give it to me…him come +round fi bout four months after de baby born…him get cross caw me ex start call me back…so me and him no chat fi two year…

Gog3tt3r
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no opti nuh deh wid mi mind enuh sharlene u a gimi bad name

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

me find miself inna Jamaica a Half Way Tree…and me a come off from which part the bus let we off when we a tek de bus home from Immaculate…right a de square desso…me luv…me cross de road…way over dem street deh go stand up which part you ketch a tink a de 40 bus whe carry you go past St Judes primary and all dem ting deh…yes and so one bus come…me go in go siddung and a drive…all of a sudden de bus driver tun round and say you memba me…like him woulda say a dis me a do now…so me tek off de baby offa me back and a go show him say a dis mi have now…and me wake up…ah de dutty boy a remind caw de time was near…him…no sah

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

neway me dream sey me have baby dung a hospital and soon as me have baby me lef de hospital…me go in front and jump pon a bus…me a carry de baby ina one a dem matey bag…see thru plastic pon me back…de baby in a de bag…me god…neway pon de bus me see some party animal gal whe me used to par wid whe cum from st kitts…dem cannot cross it…so me buck dem up so dem say come go a party wid dem…dem have de hair…dem have de outfit…dem have it all…fi me go up inna sumbody place…to rass den me memba say me have de baby pon me back…me say no…me have dis baby…caw my main concern when me come out a de hospital is formula…food…and clothing…so me haffi go look that…me say mek me come offa dis ya bus wid all dis evil intention and go look it

Maniac
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Mi deh yah Sharlene

sharlenerose
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me say…because me and de dirty boy no talk me say ok…whe me a go do now…caw me naw go near da man deh go ask him fi nuttin…me madda cum up from jamaica and a tek care a me…she bring her money so a she all deh pon…neway me tell her him is not an option…go bed go dream a really three weeks before cause she nev come yet and me did a wonder where me a go get tings fi dis ya baby

sharlenerose
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me babyfather tink a joke me a mek…me seh from like three mths right up to like two weeks before me have baby…by this time…he was so like a nonfactor…me not even recognize him…mek me tell uno da dream deh

sharlenerose
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me love…me say me haffi call dis bwoy and trace him …at the end of the tracing…me say pussyhole, and stay out a me dream dem too…hellooooo

sharlenerose
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and when me did pregnant him did a dream me every minute…and him tell me say if me go do someting whe me shouldnt do…him did a go do me bad…and me nayna look caw me different…plus at the time i was so busy trying to block him out …me forget bout dem deh dream deh…and do whe him say nuffi do…right up to de time…from early me start get de dream dem of him…and me luv round da time was de start a it…too much dream…

sharlenerose
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i mean not no intimate dreams more like reassurance dreams of a time that was to come…he is alive but him a dogshit

sharlenerose
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anyway so you know seh de spirit me have sometime him used to dream me as me babyfather…lawd look like him but better…me say it complicated…me no know how fi tell u…me haffi tell him nuff time seh why u cant be in a real life de way me dream u

sharlenerose
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i call de people dem yesideh and no see none a dem…all de while dem lef me a chat to meself…me capable

sharlenerose
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*bun de ray*

sharlenerose
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opti missin fi a couple lunch break now a whe him a do…bun de rau under de bleachers widout me…him and dem odda people deh…or lockdung with gg…tell me wha a gwaan now…a whe de people dem deh…

Maniac
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Mawninggggggg
How oonu do? Where are oonu?
Resident cock how mi nuh hear yuh crow an beat yuh chess yet? Day light long time enuh man 🙂

sharlenerose
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ah caan bodda everybody gone…a jus de nightowl deh ya

Maniac
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Wait, whey everybaddy deh? Sharlene whey yuh deh? Obara?

sharlenerose
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dem deh ya man…fi real…me naw lef dem out

sharlenerose
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sometime me say me fraid a duppy…me heart stop beat fast…head naw raise…and all de good one will get a cussing if dem fuck wid me too tuff…but as obara say it’s about acceptance…

Maniac
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Rayyyyy……Wi luv yuh to Obara……Call dem out deh fi mi Sharlene….Where are oonu?

sharlenerose
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obara we luv u too…u no see we deh ya a embrace we spirituality wid u!!!!!….big up opti…resident cock…hotgalbrowngal…nubizness…mr splendid…whe u deh…wasavirgin…tiffany…mainy…gg..curious…skeptic…hajimas…orisa…reyne 888 a whe u deh…and all a de people dem whe come on pon ya so…we love de life we live…and any we problem we have…we no blame life…we blame de way we live it…yeah

Maniac
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Lol…Alopysius ah really mad man, him nuh noe sey moas ppl fraid ah duppy?

sharlenerose
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when me pass out in da taxicab me haffi dash off de wig…de way me did a cuss de haitian driver before bad feeling ketch me…a give it to him…neway…de man drive me back a me house…couldnt go work…him get de purse get de fare…get de key…grab up me and de wig and put me inna de house…

sharlenerose
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de one dem whe did a jerk and shake an all dat dem gone now…me no get bothered no more

sharlenerose
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yes me love…in de people oobeah shop…one woman a complain seh duppy a bodda har…alopysius de madman whe work in de say…so wha u no see duppy a bodda me and me naw look…u gwaan like a sumting dat…lol

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mainy de mount a duppy she come ya wid…when me a breed as me move…me pass out…dem haffi put me pon bed rest cause me no know whe dem set fi me…but de duppy dem seh she haffi come…hello…me go a work and after 15 minutes me deh a grung…me call cab fi go a work as me step outside…me run in back and deh a grung…inna de taxicab…ah go work

sharlenerose
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and me know it fi a fact because sometimes when me out and about me we see some haitian people and dem we a talk de creole and a show one anedda de spirit..cause me caan see dem…but others can

sharlenerose
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sharlenerose

and me know how dem ting deh go…me see like a me one…but somebody else might see all three four people…

Maniac
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Leff har Sharlene, ah yuh likkle company….ah soh dem gwaan big 🙂

sharlenerose
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u see my good spirit dem…dem playful but me no mind dem…because when dem ready dem bring me solace…and me used to fear being alone…and dem mek me know seh i am never alone and sometime me need fi know that…I DO NOT WALK ALONE…last night when me a go a de corner store 2 o clock in de morning…me deh pon de phone wid me friend…she say wheu a do…me say walk go a de store…den a whe dat deh store deh deh…bout 2 blocks over…she say gal u a go walk go store 2 blocks dem ya hours…hell yeah…been doing it ever since me pregnant wid da likkle gal deh…cause from me a breed wid she dem come

sharlenerose
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me no fi cry me fi just ask de spirit fi whe me want…dats de only me a go get it…me seh u iinna direct communication…sometime me mad fi run outta de house lef her

sharlenerose
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obara which one a de girl dem…dem come back wid…cause dis ya old woman look me…hmmm mommy ur perfect…it’s just u know…ur tummy…u could lose weight by walking or running yeah…we need to do some exercise…me no look

sharlenerose
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goodnite gg…tell de landlord say dem waan fi war wi so we send fi we army

sharlenerose
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nite nite…gg…tell de landlord seh dem waan fi war me so me send fi mi army

sharlenerose
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yes mainy…dem used to do me de same thing…me just get mad and seh…a whe unno want from me….whe de bloodcloth unno waan from me…after me tell de raas duppy dem seh…dem are here…and so am i…if unno a go stay one ting me a ask dont shake de bed…it is annoying me…bed still a shake…me jus get bloodcloth mad and start tun de place upside dun…dem know seh me naw play wid dem…(inna me kartel voice)

sharlenerose
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teacha a wa do dem one deh..whe a jerk anda shake bed

sharlenerose
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me say teacha teacha a gwine kick up rumpuss wid dem duppy ya fi me key…a gwine start kick and tump and box whe me no see…awoiiee

Maniac
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Inna di lites GG, nuh mek nawsy naygah stress yuh…Oh!!!!

sharlenerose
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right now a 3 day me caan fi de house key and me a wonda if a one a dem…a caan bodda

Maniac
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No sah…Sharlenerose yuh ah sample…..I laaf so till

sharlenerose
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omg obara…like dem jus waan me know dem deh ya…and me is a very exciteable girl…me like look…me ano de one…sake a de likkle gal a walk wid dem…she no like likkle pikney…she too old…no man…

sharlenerose
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yes…me luv…dem people ya…all a touch me arm…me a wonda why dem duppy ya love play so

Gog3tt3r
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sharlene mek mi a buss some dutty laff deh..

but ina d lites peeps..headache cawz d lanlord a stress miiiiiiiiii

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sometimes when de pitny ready she all a talk to de people dem…and true she so old…me no look pon dem …fi har born already and come back self…me just tell her say tell me granny fi be quiet…my grandmother said this…my grandmother said that…where the hell is u grandmadda…likkle gal if i don run lef u and dem duppy ya u see…me no name sharlene rose

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hello…Obara a true u a talk because as long as dem naw talk like…voice out of nowhere i’m fine…sometime me tell dem say talk talk up to me daintybody…cause me need fi know whassup…but like nicki minaj dem lef me a sing u see right true me…cause if i ever hear a voice a talk to me i run outta dis bloodcloth lef de bloodcloth five year old and go bout my business…yeah

sharlenerose
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me no fraid a no duppy…no fraid a duppy…never scared…never scared…in my house i’m not alone…de duppy dem bright a dat me know…a gwine mek dem know seh dem lucky…den de way it bad….fi me friend…de next aries one she a stay wid me…me ma…de woman start dream all type a things…she dream her stepfather whe dead a tell her say…how she naw talk to him…she say u dead…him bax her…him say me deh right ya wid u…me atry communicate a whe u deh pon

sharlenerose
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dem odda one…you mean THE OTHERS…did you watch that movie with Nicole Kidman…at the end of the day a she and her pitny dem a de dupppy…lawd…a wonda if a me a duppy and a dem alive because dem people come like dem waan fi take ova…a who dem

sharlenerose
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me love…me only glad dem no vocal like when mi father did come call me de one night….me tun upside dung…i never fraid so like when mi hear da dead voice deh…wake up de woman and tell her say dema come fi me…me ma…no sah…ah fraid ah fraid…me father woulda say mumma mary deliba me

Maniac
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Hey oonu eva inna oonu sleep an smell some scent whey oonu nuh noe whey it come fram? Ah since recently mi noe ah nuh mi nose ah deceive mi….AH DEM ODDA ONE!!!!

sharlenerose
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mi jussa speculate mainy because dem rass duppy ya…oh God…when me naw tell dem fi go inna de light me a cuss out dem rass…and mek dem know seh de day me find a way fi kill dem rass again…dem is a dead bloodcloth…i mean, honestly i don’t think it’s malevolent…they are not hurting, harming, intimidating…they are just there…i used to fear being alone most of all…because a dem me a run from…but dem a mine so whe fi do…

sharlenerose
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no sah fi real Maniac…after a while i think you conquer fear…i had to go through alot…so i kinda understand what Obara is talking about…like now if i dram about somebody im very reluctant to tell them anything…im fighting that…me naw just get up and do it…true how people stay..

Maniac
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OMG Sharlene mi neva si yuh laas comment b4 mi type mine….sorry mi luv..
Ask Obara, ongle she one cudda tell yuh dat….shi good like dat (aldoa mi noe mi nuh affi tell yuh dat)

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goose bump me get when me read da story ya…sometime u really know how fi confirm some things cause…me de a me yard one time when me jussa spiritually wake up and smell one perfume smell and dat de smell remind me a when me did little a jamaica and me mother used to mek me go round har brother house…Fuzzy…me uncle…him woman name Eldora used to have me a de yard…him a did soldier and deh pon traffic duty and one drunk driver kill him before me turn ten…me did go a him funeral a country…me deh a my yard inna foriegn ya…at the age of 29…me smell Eldora perfume a waft stron strong inna me house…hear me Fuzzy…cause dat a wa come to me mind and nobody couldnt tell me ano him a pass through…mek me want run outta de house!!!!!

Maniac
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Lol, Sharlene yuh always mek mi laaf enuh…..Obara beg yuh help Sharlene wid har duppy dem deh…..MI naw lawffff….mi memba one whey use to walk an bunx mi bed ebbry nite!!!! did affi run goh ah mi madda…dem brazen yuh frig

sharlenerose
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sometime me wonder if a me son…me did have one premature baby whe pass at , mths…him never leave the hospital…him born jan 7,2001…and him would be like ten now…cause you know when like when you waan go sleep…da one ya a pull me foot wake me up back…me mean above me ankle…i dont know what dem duppy ya want

sharlenerose
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a waan sumbody tell dem duppy ya fi low me…sometime de fucker dem all drag pon mi foot and bear tings…dem seh duppy know fi frighten…but da rass duppy ya come in like one likkle pitney a play wid me

sharlenerose
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tell me sumting ano all a dem need guide fi deliver a message…why da one ya so stern…Peanut sound so tormented…me feel it fi him

sharlenerose
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and den it look like Peanut feel so strongly fi u friend….Obara him a go stay wid her fi life…a how dat work

sharlenerose
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dis ya story give me goose pimples…Peanut stay close no rass…him waan mek sure de dranco Shelly no set up hm woman under de guise of friendship

Maniac
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BTW Obara, have you heard from Nubiznizz??? Long time mi nuh si har pon di site….ef yuh hear fram har, tell har fi rope een

Maniac
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DWLLLLLLLL
Woieeeee nuh badda mi…..ah di fuss mi ah hear dis
Low mi enuh GG…..Obara yuh eba hear da saying deh yet?

Gog3tt3r
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dem seh when ppl coward suh a nuff breadfruit dem nyam

Maniac
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Tell mi pls deh gg…tell mi deh

Maniac
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Ah wha do GG man? Yes mi lub breadfruit, especially di roas won whey half ripe…..ah whapppen to yuh…Cho!!!

Gog3tt3r
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yuh nyam too much breadfruit mainy

Maniac
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Obara but ah woo di Indian? ah him was di smaddy whey lead him to him destinayshan? It soun like some movie whey yuh watch an dem have dem guide side ah dem but dem beg dem fi a likkle bly fi mek dem visit dem loved one an di guide tell him reluctantly sey ‘alrite, but juss fi 5 minits’ an awfa di 5minits gone, ah pure screw face an ting

Maniac
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Mi GG….cowad man kip soun bone
Mi feel sarry fi Peanut ooman…..How dem do now Obara? Shi move on?

Gog3tt3r
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lol… mi mi nah draw not a soul out enuh mumma

Gog3tt3r
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talk maniac a u seh broad back

Maniac
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Maniac

Mi naw sey nutten….nex ting yuh ear seh wi ah batti an bench

Gog3tt3r
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sooooooooooooooooooooooooooo saaaaaaaaaaaaaaddddddddd (almost crying)

Obbara a just ur portion u deaf……

Gog3tt3r
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mi is back..did a watch d last harry potter film.. mi lovvvvvvvvvvveeeeeee it bad from d fuss book

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