The minute you get open, caring, and loving,some ladies switch from lover to Scotland Yard-
Where have you been? Why didn’t you call? What are you eating? Did you check your pulse without me? Who's that one you hugged, she even didn't want to leave your chest.
Bro/Sis, the Oracles in Kifuuta saw you coming 400 years ago.
Hell is empty and all the devils are here, The Tempest-and sometimes that hell is a group chat of 47 missed calls because you forgot to say, I’m alive.
They get complacent because you’re soft.
They start holding the remote to your life like they bought it at Game.
Newsflash: You’re not a rented house. You’re not a play they can rewrite.
Kifuuta Oracles advice + Street Wisdom = The Real Rules
Give space, my baby sister Nairima don't ask the man many questions
Absence makes the heart grow fonder and presence without peace makes the heart grow weary.
If you suffocate someone, even the most loyal Desdemona will start looking for an exit.
Nantale my dear Sister handle people, don’t smother them.
To be, or not to be
In love, the question is, To control, or to trust?
Care is calm. Control is chaos. One builds a kingdom. The other burns it down. My dear Sister Namazzi don't control the man
Let care be natural.
Love looks not with the eyes, but with the mind.
Cupid doesn’t carry a whip. He carries balance.
Did you eat? should feel like honey, not handcuffs.
Don’t try to own someone.
"I will not be a candle-holder, and look on.” Much Ado About Nothing
Meaning: some ladies want to own someone’s light just because they're in the room.
Own your peace first. The right person stays not because they’re caged, but because freedom tastes better with you.
The Psychology Nobody Tells You even your Kojja or Senga will never, but the Oracles in Kifuuta Kyotera will do
Too many questions = too little trust.
And trust is the WiFi of love - no signal, no connection, no matter how good the password looks.
Complacency is a silent killer.
When someone thinks “you’re friendly, so I own you,” they stop earning you. Kings and queens are courted daily, not archived.
Love like a river, not a flood. Rivers nourish. Floods drown.
Be the person who makes them exhale, not the one who makes them check in from the bathroom.
Be loving, not loading. Be present, not possessive.
“To thine own self be true” and if she/he can’t handle the true, unowned, free version of you? Exit stage left.
Protect your peace. Keep your vibe. Keep your crown in the afternoon and morning of your relationship
