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Pills And Portions.

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Photo credit: Google images The greatest hurt I ever felt did not happen as I had imagined. I had imagined a gruesome kind of pain characterized mainly by terrified screaming and an abundance of blood and gore. I never for once imagined that I would be the one inflicting such a great pain upon myself. These pains, I imagined will be inflicted on me by some wild beasts, or the evil and deranged evolutions of man. I was so wrong to assume. Photo credit: Google images The greatest hurt I ever felt happened the second I realized that somehow I had lost my love. My memories it seemed, blinded my mind and all I could see and think about was her and how wonderful a time it was being embraced in the warmth of her love. How far apart we were never seemed to matter, "I'll be seeing you soon" she always used to say, and that was always enough. We watched the skies as the day gave way to night and stars shone brightly, glittering in the skies. We talke

No Benz, No Bentley.

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Photo credit: Google images I guess that you are the answers to my prayers. The proof to show me that there really is a God, because you’re nothing short of a divine intervention. I have wondered countless times why you still stick with me, there’s no Benz, no Bentley, not even a Volkswagen with my name on the pink slip. I don’t own a house, and my wardrobe is less than impressive. I’ve had friends, family and lovers in the past who claimed to love me, and they said it as frequently as they could, but in the world where we now exist, with me and you so in love and at the top of each other’s priority list, a single action can be worth more than a thousand utterances. Photo credit: Google images You said “let’s be friends, let’s take it gently”, and I looked into your eyes and somehow I was certain that I’ve got you, and with a flirty brush between our fingertips, they intertwined and we never had to say too much afterwards to express how we feel. I want to love

One Hennessy, Twenty Men.

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Photo credit: Google images It was one of those hectic days at work where the time moved almost like it was on slow motion. Anxious to get off work I hurriedly attended to every detail that required input and was so relieved when the hour on the clock signalled less than five minutes to the closing hour. Suddenly I heard my phone ring, and looking at the screen I felt my spirits lift up as it was one of my closest buds on the phone. “Hey what’s up?” I answered the call. “We are having a class of 97 reunion party later today. Did you hear about it?” he asked. “I had no idea. Who’s organizing it?” I asked curiously. The memories I had of secondary school were mostly unpleasant as I had been one of the most notorious students and the subject of a lot of practical jokes. “Andrew is the one chairing the event, I heard he just got back into the country from Malaysia, and that he’s made a lot of money in Kuala Lumpur” he replied. “I’d like to see that. Pick me up on your way.”