A Little Bit Of Sunshine

I shut my eyes tightly as if trying to block out some unbearable sight. But nonetheless I could feel it. Pain. Real, honest-to-goodness pain. It gave no explanations and platitudes. Didn't announce itself beforehand. Just waltzed in and perched in my head, helped itself to a cup of tea. It spoke without speaking. Gazed up at me between sips...a tilted head, a silent question: 'How long am I staying?' This was new. Had it asked me before? I couldn't recall much but the unspoken understanding that it called the shots. A huge, hulking figure stood at your doorstep, you didn't ask too many questions. Though I suppose, someone had to have opened the door. Had it been me all this time? The words stumble on their way out, clearly unfamiliar with the journey, but before long they find their way: "You're not." I opened my eyes, to find the unbearable still before me and not magically vanished by willpower, except one major difference. Pea...

Wow, a normal title for once (I know). But this isn't a regular post...just something I'd like to do at least monthly. Feedback, people. I'm always looking to improve and grow in my craft, so your thoughts and suggestions are always welcome in the comment section. I will most likely cry in response to criticism, but don't let that get in your way. Be honest. I can take it (personally).

Yes I'm starving, but for something a Big Mac can't satisfy. In a place where bread can't reach. For so long I've been a consumer, of beauty packaged in tubes of red (available in stores near you). Foundations that support insecurity, plus a clean matte finish. Yes, my heart has been on hunger strike for better service delivery. And certainly not the takeaway kind. Reviewer : Sithu Rating : 1/10

Bad service Posted : 23 February 2019 - 01:27 She won't touch her plate  But oh my is she full  of the lies we were fed  In the buffet of life Call your manager Posted : 23 February 2019 - 01:31 Get her a table with your finest view (heaven's first choice of course) but the ocean will do Start with a light course of toasted smiles  A zany sauce, but keep it mild Your freshest honesty Your richest love Keep her cup filled with laughter Cheque please? Posted : 23 February 2019 - 01:36 Oh, just put it on my tab

How to be firmly planted into happiness: 1. Well... 2. Um. 3. Hell if I know.

Oh, really? Here's a list of why it doesn't matter. Natural girls are amazing/beauty gurus are amazing. Thick girls are amazing/skinny girls are amazing. Cute girls are amazing/Sexy girls are amazing. Shy girls are amazing/Confident girls are amazing. Dark girls are amazing/Light girls are amazing. Intellectuals are amazing/Non-intellectuals are amazing. Sporty girls are amazing/Artsy girls are amazing. Black is amazing/Pink is amazing. Chucks are amazing/Heels are amazing. Jeans are amazing/Dresses are amazing. Career women are amazing/Housewives are amazing. Tough women are amazing/Soft women are amazing. It's possible to uplift one group without putting down another. This is a formal apology to Barbie™, regarding the harsh statements stated about her in posts below. It occured to me, that in my well-intentioned ideals, I implied that women can't love both makeup and mathematics. That there was a right (better)  way to female. Which is the exact idea I ac...

How to save your heart 1. There will be gunpowder residue where your heart was wounded, clean this up. 2. Stitch up the wound, but not too well (or you'll be encouraged to fall again). Be sure to leave a faint scar as a reminder. 3. For minor scabs, adminster a few Taylor Swift songs.  In the case of critical injury, invest in an Adele album. 4. Delay using for at least another __ months or years 5. Repeat.

If you're wondering what Italian wine tastes like : it's a decadent fruit party in your mouth, the stuff of starry nights dancing on your tongue.  It is also the taste of abandonment, the last kiss, the card game you played to pass the time while your dad found out what beer tastes like, again and again and again.  And so you had to find out what tears taste like, again and again and again. But I just watch you pour and say : ''The wine does go well with the chicken.'' Reviewer : Sithu Rating  : 2/10

I contemplated the mirror and my complete lack of sleeves. Did my arms really need to see daylight? Honestly, this top must've been ripped off the kiddies section, it's that small. On the plus side, the only competitors I had were currently napping in day care. A timid glance at my watch said I had 2 more minutes to panic excessively until my ride got here. What was I doing? I didn't need confidence...I just needed to channel confidence. Or at least someone who had it. Let's see, let's see. What would Beyoncè do?  Okay, stupid question. The woman could smoke meth and people would applaud her recreational support. What would Rihanna do?  Easy. She wouldn't even touch a bra. She'd hike up the skirt then, deciding it's not revealing enough, ditch it for booty shorts. Okay, now we're headed the right place...but maybe just a tad too fast for me. Come on, come on. Who walked tall and commanded a room without even trying? John Wick, that...

There's a certain class of people who deny the existence of genies, despite a large amount of evidence (Aladdin 1, Aladdin 2). You have my permission to scoff. But if Disney announcing an Aladdin live action remake isn't a wish come true, I don't know what is. The wait might be long, but I've got some quality tips to get you into the spirit.  1. First wish must be silly and a complete waste of infinite possibility. But make it anyway. Here's mine: Downloadable pizza (HQ) 2. Second wish must be calculated and meaningful. The kind intended to change the world but spirals out of control and you start to lose sight of what matters. Use it wisely. (Cure for cancer)  3. Third wish is about you and completely personal. The change your life needed, not the one you wanted. (I want absolutely nothing, I have all I need right here...) Okay fine, I have everything I need besides a Lamborghini Gallardo. And maybe a driver's license to go with it....

Good news folks, my blog is resuscitated and I guess you could say we're rekindling our romance ❤ Please find time to vote on which segment you enjoyed and want to see more of.

Posted : 22 December 2018 - 00:13 Every day is another heartbreak Each AM I wonder what form it'll take A rainstorm or an earthquake? But somehow I manage to find scraps of joy among the rubble Like a brown-eyed Ariel Making treasures out of shipwrecks I guess she never could stay out of trouble Or was that Belle? Posted: 22 December 2018 - 00:17 (I can never tell) She found beauty in a beast And taught me That a rose with thorns smells just as sweet

Posted : 22 December 2018 - 02:12 I want to ache at 2am, alone and vulnerable, with a pitch black sky: when ache is expected. But look, I've already poured the tea and an extra tin in case he was partial to coffee. But he never shows. But it's 2pm, when the sun is shining and birds are singing, and I'm right in the middle of a heartfelt laugh, when he rocks up unannounced.