Uhm, ladies, come here…
If you decide to be an MWK, please know your place…
That’s someone else’s hubby until he decides to make you an official second wife or mistress which is a rare occurrence in today’s society so chances are, if you truly mean something then you’d be hidden for eons.
In the event that you remain nothing but a gachungwa, stop being melodramatic and juvenile.
His wife and children will always be his top priority, quit stalking his wife on Facebook throwing those weightless shade, stop calling him in the middle of the night, stop sending nudes unless he asks for them and if he does he’s careless and stupid.
I bet the only people who know you exist are his drinking buddies. And respect his wife… Chances are, she wiped his ass and helped build him into the fine man that tickles your fancy.
And you wives…
The other woman is not always a cheap, lazy cunt. She could be in a way better than you.
She might not be a side dish, she’s a main course cuisine served in a different restaurant.
If you are smart, know your enemy’s strength and use it to your advantage, after all, you have the man’s last name.
If you are a nagging bitch and she’s the type who listens more and shouts less, you surely can work on that right?
And men,.. It’s dishonorable to discuss the mother of your children with some yellow yellow, or ebony fat ass you screwing.
If she’s fat, cannot cook, is illiterate… She is your WIFE. You weren’t blind folded when you married her.
That’s why mwk will insult your wife via texts,
“Hata hunyoangi, alisema hizo steel wool zinamkata”
Be a MAN. Acha udaku, puga!
Kila mtu ajue lane yake.
Free musings from my 40year old dry spelled self. Take it or leave it.
