“Trust me – lean on me – that is what I’m here for.

Give me your heart! I promise I’ll take care of it.

I’ll shield it with my arms – with my soul if I have to.

For your peace of mind there’s nothing that I won’t do.



“Why?” you ask me.

“Well it’s because I am benevolent.”

I lie through my teeth with a smile so innocent.

“Lies!” I say I whisper shortly after a moment’s hesitation.

“Honestly speaking? I just needed your validation.”


So… What Do You Think About The Vacuum Cleaner?

Salesman: After doing up the whole building what do you think about this little beast? It’s amazing, isn’t it?

Me: It sucks… very, very much.

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I’m desperate!

No you’re not.

What do you mean? Can’t you see the tears on my face? Can’t you see me rolling on the ground crying?

I can see all that. That’s why I said you ain’t desperate.

Now, excuse me! What makes you think you can tell me I’m not desperate? You don’t know what I’ve been through.

That’s right. I don’t know what you’ve been through or what you’re going through right now. But I certainly do know that you ain’t desperate.

Now why would you say that?

Well… for one thing… if you were really desperate, you wouldn’t be wasting your time talking to me about it.


Not everyone can help you with your problem so don’t go around telling everybody about it… do however tell those who can help you.


I like your shirt. It really brings out the colour in your eyes.

Yeah? Well I borrowed it.

You’ve shaped up real nice though; you go to the gym?

I don’t. You just saw me on a good day. 

The food you made is amazing. What recipe is this?

It’s take-out.

Ok… What a lovely piece you posted the other day.

It was probably a recital. 

Wow… there’s a dance floor. I like to dance with a partner. Would you dance with me?

I don’t like dancing at all.

Uh huh but we should spend more time together.

I don’t think so. Not a big fan of anything social.

Uhm… wow! Will you ever let me compliment you?

Oh… that’s what you were trying to do?




We all die in the end right?

So… tell me: Why?

Why wake up in the morning?

Why make friends?

Why strive for anything?

Why try to stay alive?

After all in the end no one survives it – death.

So – why?

Why work hard?

Why fall in love?

Why do all of this if the end is inevitable?



The Response

Why not?



I was on my way to work when I overheard this lady say something just behind me. I’ve been mulling it over ever since and have decided to share it as a form of “food for thought”.

I have no idea what the context was but here is what she said:

It is what it is, you know. I can’t expect to be content every day. It’s just not realistic.

Do you agree? What do you think and why?

A Smashing Night

Conversation via Facebook one day after party.

Boy: It was nice getting to know you… till you absolutely crashed that is 😂

Girl: Hahahaha life! ❤ It was nice to meet you too… any chance you know where my phone went?

Boy: LOL! I mean… oh no! Sorry I have no idea where it went. Hopefully it’s still got battery. What’s your number?

Girl: Haha! Unfortunately I don’t know my number 😦

Boy: What… oh I was only asking so I could call your phone and see if anyone would answer. (basically implying: I didn’t mean, “What’s your number?” like that.) Hopefully you didn’t throw it at the party-goers downstairs 😂

Girl: People have tried calling my phone haha… I know we were a bit high up. Wait… did I try and jump?

Boy: Several times! We had to hold you back – you animal.

Girl: OMG!

Boy: 😂

Girl: What else did I do?

Boy: Well for one thing your timing was always superb. Just after joking about your life being a wreck you crashed to the floor literally a second after finishing your sentence. There was also flower pot, key word being was, till you got your hands on it.

Girl: OMG! Why? That’s crazy.

Boy: Hahahaha yeah. That was only the tip of the iceberg.

Girl: Wait there’s more?

Boy: Oh yeah! You did this weird thing where you sort of crouched down like you were doing squats using your behind to balance on every sturdy object. You did so on every wall, the fridge, the radiator… it was kind of like you were marking your territory.

Girl: Ahahahaha I can’t.

Boy: The more you drank the more easily distracted you were. I barely got two words out of you before you disappeared to mark new territory somewhere out of sight. XD

Girl: Ahahahaha OMG! As long as I was still nice.

Boy: Your irises were all black. Your pupils were that dilated. Looking into your eyes was like staring into your soul.

(Aside: This makes me wonder, does this guy even know how to pull punches? Also is he implying that the girl has a black soul?)

But you were friendly and your loco self was adorable xD

(Ah so he CAN pull punches)

Girl: Did I do drugs?

Boy: Alcohol is a drug so technically, yes you did. But in the context of what you mean, no, I don’t think so. To be honest if you weren’t so friendly tempers may have flared.

Girl: I’m glad it wasn’t too awful then.

Boy: I did laugh my ass off though, so good first meeting. Stay safe.

Girl: Ahahahaha you too!


PS: I still need to practise fleshing out my female characters so I’ll be doing a lot of reading now. As well as actually talking to girls *gulp*