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FonCity allows everyone to be themselves. That's the key. 🔑
People don't care what you wearing, where you're staying, what you eating, FOKOL.
Solanka o nwa bjala!!!!
That kind of groove is unmatched 🤞🏽
Pebbles retweeted
“I promised myself endless restarts; as many rebirths as my weary bones could handle. And even if this is the ninth restart, it is still mine. And I must begin again…”— Nwabisa Mazana ✨🤍
Pebbles retweeted
I love it when artists sound like real artists. I don’t know much about this boi but he sounds cool.
Pebbles retweeted
I am being forced to know this person and angifuni
Pebbles retweeted
I think he needed to be. Social media people tend to forget that these are real people with real private lives. In him answering such questions what does that say to his people? His fans? His family? How will a question like that build his brand in any way? He’s portrayed himself as a certain individual in a certain image - questions like that can ruin his image. I fully support him.
Pebbles retweeted
Did it last year, received 100k, never again 😭when you have to pay it back, ngathi ubanjwa iNkunzi💔! Very beneficial though, if you have a plan for it.
Pebbles retweeted
As a woman there’ll be a weird phase in your life where you will ONLY attract married men, men in relationships or younger men. And it will be a rotation of the 3.
It’s very important that you ignore them because it passes very quickly. I have no idea what causes it
Pebbles retweeted
I spend money as an act of faith.
The substance of things hoped for and the evidence of things not seen indeed.
Pebbles retweeted
Shes lying. Musa doesnt even have medical aid... where does lwandle get money for fancy fertility treatments??? She slept around and found out😭
#IzinganeZesthembu
I really don’t think Khwezi is lying. That reaction in her diary session was not from someone who is lying. Unless she’s a brilliant actress and puts all our actresses to shame #IzinganeZesthembu
Pebbles retweeted
My ex-husband and I divorced three years ago after eleven years of marriage.
We tried everything to save our relationship, but we kept fighting over things we couldn't seem to agree on. Eventually, we decided to go our separate ways.
Thankfully, we remained friends and continued to co-parent our ten-year-old son peacefully.
Last Saturday, my ex-husband brought our son home. Just as he was about to leave, he asked if we could talk.
"I'm getting married again," he announced.
I was surprised, but I smiled. "Congratulations! Who is the lucky woman?"
Instead of answering, he brought out his phone and showed me a photograph.
My mouth fell open.
It was a picture of me taken on our wedding day.
































