Hard Sweet Life

Image Source: The Right Kind Of Wrong Movie NB: Contains spoilers for  The Right Kind Of Wrong  Movie We spend the better part of our lives as teenagers and adults trying to find the right one; our soulmate. We know we should not trust the fairy tales and that the slipper may not always fit. But we hold onto the hope that somewhere out there, is that one person who can complete our lives. It's not like they are empty, but hey, who doesn't want a happy ending. A happy family with kids and if possible, a picket fence. And so we go around kissing as many frogs as we can (pun intended). We meet them all; the handsome, the pretty ones, the well endowed ones, the violent ones, the self absorbed ones  - you name them. Sometimes we stay in those same relationships trying to make things work. We give it our all, but it doesn't always work out. When it does though, we get a new lease at life, and now that we have learnt from past mistakes, we make it work. For ourse

Image Source: littleseasparrow Jake loved Jack like a brother but at the moment, he felt like throttling him by the neck. He had been complaining ever since they left the station. The two had come along way but right now, Jake was not in the mood for one of Jack’s rumblings. “Could you shut up?” “Why should I?” Jack asked. "You dragged me out here in search of your grown ass sister. You do know she is not a small girl anymore and that she needs to make her own decisions? But you want to control everyone and everything." “Am sorry I asked you to come with me, but this is important. I really need you now, but if you don’t shut up, I'll shove these binoculars up your ass and I mean it!” “I would love to see you try.” Jack dared him. ”I just hope am in time for my date with Flare. Ever since your sister rejected me, I have been trying to make it work with her.” “I’m going to make sure we get back in time. Promise.” Jake shut off

She stood at the corner of the street watching him. He was engrossed to his phone, oblivious of the girl watching him. She watched from a distance as he crossed the street.   She watched because it didn't matter she was late for work herself. She felt a strong urge to cry and tears welled in her eyes. What had come of him? Through hazy eyes she watched as he disappeared into the crowd. She used the back of her hand to wipe off a tear. She shouldn't attract attention to herself. She remembered her job and with quick steps walked to her bus station after giving the crowd one last look, in the hope that she would see him. Source: The Vampire Diaries Series Did this mark the beginning of many days to come? What had been so important that he forgot? Forgot their ritual. Forgot that they hugged before parting ways each morning. It was a fast, ‘brush my shoulder hug’, but she loved it. She loved his hands round her waist every morning before she sta

Image Source:  Tincek-marincek Ain’t that the way it always starts? – A simple round of conversation Becomes a subtle flirtation A suggestion, an invitation; Torturous tantalization… Hey – What ill wind blew you round my way? What is this game you want to play? All those delicious words you say; Lies – So sweet… Hush, now; settle down Garments falling to the ground Shame, shame, go away Come again another day – Hush, now; settle down It’s baser instincts presiding Jekyll’s gone into Hydeing Heart on heart, A two-track beat On and on, and on repeat Faster, faster – crushing heat Sweaty bodies, dusty feet And faster, and faster, faster go Anticlimax the crescendo… Everything freezes for a fraction; A little shudder, a contraction; A little sigh of satisfaction… Hey – C’mon, now, look the other way There’s nothing more for us to say Zipping noises, trouser hoisting – Eyes avoiding. Hush, now; settle down Button