Theresie Nyirakajumba, a 123 years old woman , has revealed she’s looking for a boyfriend!

She says people often ask her about love and relationships, and how she’s managed to live such a long life without ever having a partner. 

Theresie admits that she’s never been intimate with a man in her entire life, having been born all the way back on January 1st, 1900.

She explains that she’s always hoped for a man to come into her life and share her soul. Despite her long life, Theresie confesses that being single has never brought her true happiness.

“In all my life I never had husband I’m 123yrs old it is true that I’m a virgin at my age If i had have husband maybe i would have some children but i don’t have any.
Theresie explained that her life took this path because, during her childhood, cultural norms strictly prohibited girls from interacting with boys. It was considered taboo for a woman to be seen alone with a man.

Theresie also explained that following the traditions of her culture may have prevented her from developing strong romantic feelings for men. Despite encouragement from her parents and friends to find a husband, she always preferred to live independently.

She added: “I didn’t want to engage with men I had the strong fear for men and that prevented me from any potential relationship throughout my youth, I would see men coming to my hometown but i never developed love for anybody.

“In our time we would spend alot of time doing other feminine works at home we had to sit inside our parents houses and help our mother do some domestic works while learning from them on how to treat a man well after sometime men would show up and propose to our parents who then tell us about the pending marriage and we readied ourselves but in my case i turned down many proposals I didn’t feel like i wanted to marry back then some of my friends were proposed to by men and then they were married but for me i never felt ready for that and that is why i chose to wait until i was ready for it.

“There was a time i started to develop some feelings for men and i wish to have someone to spend my time with by the time i develop such feelings i was no longer a young woman who attracts men i was old and that played a role to restrict men from approaching me.”

Is she giving love a chance??, She said: “if i can find someone who is interested in me I would not hesitate because there is no woman who dislikes a caring man to comfort and care about her if a man shows up I would be ready to entertain the options I know my age is a big hinderance in search for a man but i have refused to give up until i find a good man who is willing to spend his time with me.”

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South Korean TV presenter and weather broadcaster Oh Yo-anna has tragically passed away, just three months after suffering injuries that included broken teeth and facial fractures.  

Oh Yo-anna had previously shared a hospital certificate detailing her injuries, which left her with broken teeth and facial fractures. Since then, she had been absent from social media, leaving her fans concerned and eagerly waiting for updates about her recovery.  

Sadly, her death has now been confirmed, although the cause remains unknown. Her last social media post was on September 12, where she shared a picture of herself wearing earphones while promoting the product to her fans.  

Before her untimely death, Oh Yo-anna was known for her vibrant personality and her love for sports, which she often shared with her followers. 

She also participated in the 2019 Korean beauty pageant, “Spring Fragrance Selection Competition” where she won first prize.  

Singer Usher surprised his son, Naviyd, with a car on his 16th birthday.

In a heartwarming Instagram video, Usher is seen pranking his son by initially gifting him a “starter kit.” However, he quickly reveals the real surprise: a brand-new car.

As Naviyd realizes the true gift, he excitedly runs towards the car, opens the door, and examines it while surrounded by cheering friends and family.

Usher captioned the video: “First, I had to put a little prank. That’s a starter kit right there. I just wondered if you could handle that one. If you can handle that one, then maybe there might be something else there.”

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A lady named Lily Philips, who went viral for her controversial plan to sleep with 100 men in a single day, has opened up about her experience, breaking down in tears as she shared her story.

Back in October, the model made headlines after announcing her intention to achieve the bold feat. In an interview with YouTuber Josh Peters, as part of a documentary titled “I Slept with 100 Men in One Day,” Lily reflected on her experience.

“Sometimes I feel so robotic,” she admitted while crying

“I think by the 30th when we’re getting on a bit, I’ve got a routine of how we’re going to do this and sometimes you disassociate and it’s not like normal sex at all,”

She added: “In my head right now, I can think of like five, six guys, 10 guys that I remember and that’s it.

“But it’s just weird, isn’t it? If I didn’t have the videos, I wouldn’t have known I did 100.”

Despite breaking down in tears while sharing her experience, it can be recalled that Lily Philips previously revealed her plan to have sex with 1,000 men in a single day by January.

“1,000 men in 24 hours. Male talent casting call. 18+ only. Location TBC,” she posted on social media.

“I dreamed it up with my assistant. I can’t wait … It’s very exciting. It will be a world record. A real challenge!”

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A woman who discovered her husband’s infidelity has shared on TikTok how she took revenge by selling his house while he was at work.  

In the video, she explained that she orchestrated the sale of the house, ensuring everything was ready for the property to be transferred to its new owner. A truck was also seen in the footage transporting the house to its new location.  

The woman revealed that she had already moved out of the house and changed her phone number, making it impossible for her husband to contact her.  

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Helena, a woman who regrets losing her virginity at 17, is urging young women to reconsider early sexual activity. She noted that this was a biggest mistake in her life and as she advises others to wait until they are truly ready and committed to a long-term relationship.

Helena attributes her decision to peer pressure, as her friends convinced her that losing her virginity would be fun until she fell victim.

Narrating she said: “I lost my virginity at 17, i was in college i dont know the type of friends i have but i was the only virgin in my group so anytime they speak about sexual things they will be like oh guys are not too much because you know helen’s a virgin oh my God you need to lose your virginity, Like you are missing out.

“The people used to like gasp out the whole losing your virginity everyone was doing it and i wanted to go do it too like the next week, I met a random guy on socials and met him now just because i regret losing it to him, He doesn’t worth the stress and disrespect that i was going through and his teeths were beefing with each other and he had the nerves to open his mouth and insulted me like the way he used to.

“And then this guy was 20 and I was 17 and people look it weird and me when i look back it is weird for me because what is a 20yr old wanting with a 17yr old and i literally just turned 17 and then he just turned 20 but these times i was like other guy whatever but this guy was a bum.

“During those times, he used to live in south London and i lived in west and that took so long, i used to travel there and these guy never contributed to my travel so when i lost it then i was feeling like omg I remember when i got to toilet i felt like a woman like omg and it was like a weird transition obviously now he told me he isn’t looking for relationship nothing serious he was like he just want someone that he can chill with ……. little did i know i was starting to get attached him taking my virginity there was going to be some sort of attachment there it became like a controlling things and he also admitted that to me when we last spoke like in 2022 i was calling him to check up on him and he used to do this techniques like talk to me and call me block me unblock me and a toxic things there message me on another account do all of the things to get me back this guy had me wrapped up all over his fingers cause it is a controlling thing he would like cuss me out and i’m back at his house.”

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A woman named Kaylee Muthart from South Carolina, who tragically ripped out her own eyes, has opened up about the events that led to her life-altering decision. 

Kaylee shared that she dropped out of school at 17 to work part-time jobs and save for a car. 

She also struggled with heart arrhythmia—an irregular heartbeat—which affected her academics and caused her grades to slip. 

Despite her challenges, Kaylee was awarded a scholarship to study marine biology, a field she had always dreamed of pursuing. 

However, at 18, she began drinking alcohol and smoking, influenced by a family history of addiction, while juggling her part-time jobs. 

By 19, she experienced an intense and unfamiliar high, which marked the beginning of a downward spiral in her life.

Talking to cosmopolitian, she said: “I had been a straight-A student in Anderson, South Carolina—I was even in the National Honor Society when I left school at age 17, midway through eleventh grade. Between working long hours to save up for a car, and missing school because of a heart arrhythmia, my grades had begun to slip. I thought taking time off from school would be better than tarnishing my academic record and would leave me with a better chance at securing a college scholarship to study marine biology, which I’d always wanted to do

By age 18, I was drinking alcohol socially and smoking pot often, while working diligently at my part-time job. I suspected I was prone to addiction, since it ran in my family, so I actively avoided what I considered more serious drugs.

But when I was 19 last summer, I was smoking pot with an acquaintance at his house and got a strange high. Later, I googled the symptoms that surprised me the most — numb lips and feeling like I was on top of the world. I’d long been a religious Christian; the high made me feel particularly close to God.

I think the pot I’d smoked had been laced with either cocaine or meth, both of which are stimulants. I was surprised, since I’d never perceived weed as a gateway drug, but here I was, being exposed to substances I never wanted in my life.

Because I’d gotten the pot from the friend I smoked with, I felt like he’d betrayed me and left my job to distance myself from him. I didn’t end up going back to school.

I didn’t have a job and my relationship with my boyfriend of two years began to deteriorate. To cope, I kept smoking pot and drinking alcohol and started taking Xanax recreationally. On the verge of our breakup, I had a mental breakdown. (Months later, in February 2018, I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder. It made sense, since when I felt happy, I felt super happy, and when I felt down, I felt deeply depressed. The turbulence left me especially susceptible to drug abuse, my doctors later told me.)

I finally got a new job, but having lost my boyfriend and a series of close friends, I was lonely and unhappy. I remembered the way I felt on the laced weed and sought that kind of peace again.

At the end of August, with another acquaintance, I decided to smoke meth for the first time. I stayed up for nearly three days and experienced hallucinations I wasn’t expecting — when I looked in the mirror, I thought I saw blackheads coming out of my face and I spent an hour picking at my skin until I drew blood. When my roommate dropped me off for work that evening, I was too embarrassed by my welts to go inside. Soon after, as a result of missing work, I lost my job.

When I sobered up, I watched a video I’d filmed when I was high, and it totally freaked me out — the girl I saw, who kept talking and talking, seemed so different from the real me.

After that, I steered clear of meth but felt so low that I asked one of my roommates, who dealt drugs, for ecstasy. At the time, the substance seemed safer than cocaine or meth, since I knew people used it to feel more free when they partied.

While on ecstasy, I studied the Bible. I misinterpreted a lot of it. I convinced myself that meth would bring me even closer to God.

So, after Thanksgiving, when I was feeling particularly lonely, I smoked meth with a friend. Within two months, I progressed to snorting it, then shooting it as often as I could by myself or with friends. I was surrounded by heavy drug users.

Two or three times, I tried to stop: I carried meth in my pocket all day as if to prove, “This stuff is my bitch,” but I always ended up taking it.

My mom realized I was struggling with mental-health issues and drug abuse but later said she felt helpless; I wouldn’t commit to going to a drug rehab or a psychiatric facility, and without proof that I was a danger to myself, she couldn’t have me committed. Although I didn’t even have a place to live — I’d been sleeping at different people’s houses since moving out at 17 — I told her I had everything under control and avoided speaking to her.

On February 4, I finally saw her again. She’d found a rehab facility for me, and I agreed to go the following week. I later learned she had recorded our conversation, during which I said I didn’t want to be in the world because it was too evil — the proof she felt she needed to get a court order and commit me.

But the next day, I bought meth from my drug dealer. After a friend tried to stop me, I shot up that night. I took a larger dose than I’d ever used before.

On the morning of Tuesday, February 6, I was still high. I was hallucinating, so my memories are fuzzy, but based on what I remember and details I’ve pieced together from other witnesses, here’s what happened: Thinking the friend I’d gotten high with had gone to church, I wandered there along a railroad track. Even though it was 10:30 in the morning, everything looked dark and gloomy apart from a light post, where I thought a white bird was perched.

It was then I remember thinking that someone had to sacrifice something important to right the world, and that person was me. I thought everything would end abruptly, and everyone would die, if I didn’t tear out my eyes immediately. I don’t know how I came to that conclusion, but I felt it was, without doubt, the right, rational thing to do immediately.

I got on my hands and knees, pounding the ground and praying, “Why me? Why do I have to do this?” I later realized this wasn’t a personal religious calling — it was something anyone on drugs could have experienced.

Next, a man I’d been staying with, who happened to have a Biblical name, drove by and called out the window, “I locked up the house. Do you have the other key?” A sign, I thought, that my sacrifice is the key to saving the world.

So I pushed my thumb, pointer, and middle finger into each eye. I gripped each eyeball, twisted, and pulled until each eye popped out of the socket — it felt like a massive struggle, the hardest thing I ever had to do. Because I could no longer see, I don’t know if there was blood. But I know the drugs numbed the pain. I’m pretty sure I would have tried to claw right into my brain if a pastor hadn’t heard me screaming, “I want to see the light!” — which I don’t recall saying — and restrained me. He later said, when he found me, that I was holding my eyeballs in my hands. I had squished them, although they were somehow still attached to my head.

I remember praying and sensing people fill in around me. There must have been seven or eight men, in addition to the pastor, holding me down. I fought so hard against their restraints that my wrists hurt for weeks after. At some point, paramedics arrived, and I was so combative that they had to sedate me with ketamine. I was transferred to a stretcher and airlifted via helicopter to Greenville Memorial Hospital in South Carolina.

While all this was happening, my mom was on her way to the courthouse with her recording to get me legally committed. She was too late.

At the hospital, doctors performed an emergency surgery to fully remove what was left of my eyes in an attempt to preserve my optic nerves and to prevent infection.

I woke up two days later. At that point, the sedatives and traces of recreational drugs were still in my system, but I remembered what happened. Everything was dark, and I knew I was blind, but when I sensed my mom by my side, I knew I would be okay.

I was in the hospital for a week, during which I suffered from bad headaches behind my eye sockets and particularly in my temples. They continued to crop up intermittently for about a month. I was offered hydrocodone for the pain but only took it once or twice — I really didn’t want to take anything besides Tylenol. I was determined to stay off drugs. Luckily, I didn’t experience any drug-withdrawal symptoms.

When I asked friends and family members who visited me what I looked like without eyes, I was told there’s red tissue (muscle filling the socket) and a white spot (my optic nerve endings) where my eyeballs used to be. When my sockets are fully healed, hopefully next month, I’ll get eye prosthetics to fill out my face, although they won’t help me see.

After a week, I was transferred to a psychiatric in-patient treatment facility. I was scared shitless about how I would be treated, but the facility turned out to be amazing, with group-, music-, and animal therapy, plus a really supportive staff. That’s where I was officially diagnosed with bipolar disorder and began taking lithium, a mood stabilizer, plus Risperdal, an antipsychotic medication. Through therapy, I learned to start accepting my new reality.

When I went home with my mom last week, the first thing I did was walk around and touch everything to get a sense of my environment. My mom has been really supportive — she won’t let me go up or down the stairs by myself out of fear I’ll trip, but she gives me verbal cues to get around independently and got me an iPhone that reads text aloud.

Activities I used to enjoy, like playing guitar and learning piano, are going to be harder now that I’m blind, but I’m still optimistic. When I stub my toe or my knee, I think, Well, it probably saved me from walking into a wall and hitting my face.

I still want to go to school to become a marine biologist — although I’m blind, I can still go underwater to feel the pressure and deepness. In the meantime, in addition to my outpatient psychiatric treatment, I’ve gone to the Commission for the Blind for physical-therapy training with a cane, and joined a new church to avoid the drug users I knew at my old one. I plan to attend 90 Narcotics Anonymous meetings in 90 days. Once I raise enough money on GoFundMe, I’m going to get a seeing-eye dog.

Of course there are times when I get really upset about my situation, particularly on nights when I can’t fall asleep. But truthfully, I’m happier now than I was before all this happened. I’d rather be blind than dependent on drugs.

It took losing my sight to get me back on the right path, but from the bottom of my heart, I’m so glad I’m here.

A woman named Precious Kofi has shared advice with married women about divorce, reflecting on the mistakes she made in her own marriage to help others avoid the same pitfalls.

Precious revealed that her divorce from her ex-husband was primarily due to financial issues, as he was not financially stable at the time. She also admitted that during their marriage, she had a successful career as a television host but failed to save any of the money she earned.

Narrating, she said: “It is not easy to talk about things you did not succeed at especially not easy to reveal truths about yourself that you do not like that very much.

“When my husband and i has been at that time, when we got married we were very young when i say young I mean extremely young he was 21 when we met and we got married a year later so in our young age although i already had a successful career i hestitate to say sucessful because when we met you could quite classify me as successful because i had stepped away from the career that i had been building for 19years, i was just really tired and needed the next step in my life and I believed that next step was to get married and have children.

“So i was a former successful television host and this is when we met and when we got married and him being 21 and before we got married he had spent 18months and 2 years volunteering for our church so he didn’t have a career he went from high school just doing some odd jobs here and there to fund the mission he was on to getting married…… so no time to make money, no time to really prepare for a marriage let alone a wedding.

“And then i’m very grateful that my in-laws at the time that they financially really helped us with the wedding so we were at that point we both at the not to zero and in that experience of you starting from the bottom it pains me to just look about how ill prepared to look at how those two children were.

“In that experience of us getting married at such a young age, we never really speak about me i never even thought about how finances would impact our relationship and it was never even a thought

Explaining why it was never in a thought for her at such a young age in marriage, she added: “It was because at that point, i had been really good at making money money wasn’t really hard to come by really really for me you know when you on the TV at least in the south african perspective because that is the only perspective that i know, you could go maybe a couples of months without a TV Gig or whatsoever but you get paid a lumpsum so you do a project and get alot of lump sum and you have a ton of money for a period of time, what i do recognize was the fact that even though i was good at making money I never acquired the skill of keeping the money that I made so i keep the money and spend the money not on crazy things but it was on actual living i would help my family, I would help myself just with the basics so i would make the money and spend the money on life.”

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Nigerian crossdresser Bobrisky has stirred reactions on social media after declaring that he is now fully a woman.

In a post shared on his Instagram page, Bobrisky claimed he is now a “complete woman.” He even added that he experiences menstrual pains at times, saying, “Sometimes I break down when I see my period because of the pains.”

A lady, identified as @youfoundkhanyl on social media, has shared a heartwarming moment after deciding to give love another chance. 

She posted a video where she embraced her partner while presenting him with a thoughtful gift. The clip also featured her man enjoying a glass of wine, capturing the joy of their renewed bond.

You gave a taxi driver a chance and you are the happiest girl.” she captioned 

This caused a stir as a User wrote: “my brother is also a taxi driver and he treats his girlfriend nkare leqanda.ha wele fatshe our future Sister❤️❤️😊”

Another wrote: “They’re also human beings like the rest of us, go girl”

Another wrote: “ketlo mokwala mahlo a driver….🤣🤣All the best maybe with hope he will own one & many more to come…just always include him on your prayers”

Another wrote:”can’t we focus on the fact that she said she is happy, why do we always want to discourage people mara,”

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