In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “Sweet Little Lies.”
There is only one time where I think it is ok to lie: to save the life of an innocent person or someone you really care about. People these days seem to be afraid of the truth, so they’ll tell themselves or others a lie to make themselves feel better. What they don’t realize is that finding out someone lied to you hurts much more than hearing the truth right away. Yes, the truth is oftentimes hard and bitter, but to lie is to betray, and isn’t betrayal more painful to deal with than the truth? At least with the truth, you have no choice but to believe it, but with betrayal, you can’t help but to not believe it. People need to toughen up and learn to accept that with the truth comes trust, and with trust comes security and warmth.
In response to The Daily Post’s writing prompt: “All or Nothing?.”
Wanting everything is far more dangerous than wanting nothing. To want everything is torture because you can’t have everything, and usually you know it. Wanting nothing means you’re happy with what you have and couldn’t want anything more. I’ve been in both positions, so I’m speaking from personal experience here. Is it really that hard to understand?
And again, I find myself yearning for the warm comfort of what we call love. It’s been a while, almost forgot what it feels like. Funny cause I’ve been single for 4 months now- usually it takes a week or two for the loneliness to kick in. No matter the case, I won’t stop holding my head up because the sky is beautiful and deserves to be seen. 🙂
When’s the last time you followed your instinct despite not being sure it was the right thing to do? Did it end up being the right call?
(Thanks for suggesting this prompt, Sia Positive!)
In April, I decided to try an online dating site specifically for gay guys. It was there I met my best friend for life. The thing is, he’s 30 and I’m 17, so although my instincts told me he was a good guy, I was cautious- brought a pocket knife with me on our first date just in case things got out-of-hand. My instincts, however, were right. Although today, we are not dating (we weren’t exactly compatible in that way), we’re still great friends and plan to be for a long time, supporting each other and being there for each other when we need it most. I’m glad I trusted my instincts, for I may have never gotten the opportunity to make such an awesome friend and companion.
If your furniture, appliances, and other inanimate objects at home had feelings and emotions, to which item would you owe the biggest apology?
(Thanks for suggestion a similar prompt, zaji!)
Which object at home deserves the biggest apology? I’d say the whole bathroom in general. Continue reading
“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times.” — Charles Dickens, A Tale of Two Cities
When was the last time that sentence accurately described your life?
It started in April. It was a time of confusion and grief, a time when I was really starting to miss my ex-boyfriend, Jessie, while I was trying to date another guy, Michael. The longer I was with Michael, the more my heart ached for Jessie, and that really sucked because I was also beginning to really enjoy Michael’s company, but it just wasn’t the same. Continue reading
Why, oh why? Why not? Continue reading