Love lost_Going Home_Friend of the Dark_Look At The Flowers
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Love lost
it was in the early summer mthunzi had decided to take a break on an actual relationship after his nasty relationship with Zandy that ended so badly with pyscho zandy being a killer and a hella crazy.he didnt wanna be in a serious relationship again. all he did was party and well.... wake up each and everyday with an unknown call girl by his side.he was all about one night stands. he didnt show any ounce of romance to any of those girls he picked up at the clubs and malls.he was just rough with them when it came to sex and will coldly ask them to leave the next mowww.onedoor.ccrning without any small talks....
Going Home
I had not been home in a year. I was looking forward to it and have been putting it off for too long. The last year in college at first seemed to drag along slowly, but once I got into the flow of things it flew. The city was always busy, so I stayed busy. If I wasn’t studying, I was out on the town. There was so much to do. So many stores, restaurants, clubs, bars, museums, etc. It was nothing like my hometown that I was used to. At first, I loved it, but after a few months, I was sick of it. I remember wanting to get out of my hometown for most of my life. I never thought that I would grow t...
Friend of the Dark
Not being able to see your hand in front of your face is a surreal feeling. I should know, since I can't remember the last time I saw mine. A thin chink of light is all that we're permitted, as they force the scraps of bread and a bowl of water through the flap at the base of the door; I'm never quick enough to rouse myself from a delirious slumber and see the outline of my fingers, slumping down disappointed after each attempt.You begin to get used to finding the food on the floor after a while, despite the pitch black. Running those invisible hands on the coarse stone floor, feeling each cra...
Look At The Flowers
They greet you at the local café. They are the first things you notice as you enter your supermarket. Their beautiful hues of fuchsia, violet, orange, gold and emerald greens await you before you make it to the check out line. This is exactly what you needed on this cool and windy first day of spring. They smell just as amazing as they look. You breathe in their fragrant scent and try to chose just one. But each one is lovelier than the next. You have made your decision. You reach down and lift two bundles from the green plastic cones in which they are displayed. At the register you notice mor...