Punctured Happiness

“Dad! They replied, the website I wanted to write for finally replied!! They’re asking me to write as a volunteer contributor which is unpaid at first but it could become paid in the future and this is such a good start for me! They’re one of the biggest websites around and it’ll open a lot of doors for me!”

” So, it’s just freelancing, isn’t it? When are you going to get a real job?”

Thousands of conversations like this one take place all over the world in hundreds of languages every day. When someone that holds you special in their life comes to you with some sort of news that they are excited about, the worst thing you can do is shoot them down with a negative comment like this one. It takes a lot for a person to bubble with joy and excitement and every time someone does this, it punctures a hole in their dream, regardless of who they are, how old they are, what the news is or who the special person is.

If you’re lucky enough to be a special part of someone’s life and they feel like they need to share their excitement with you in the moment that it still puts an uncontrollable smile on their face, these reactions will hurt them more than you can ever imagine. So much so that it comes to a point where the next time they have something special to share, you might not be the first person that comes to mind. These memories stick!

So, if you’re a parent, a boyfriend, a teacher or any other kind of special relationship in another person’s life, take the time to listen to what excites them and be happy for them, that’s all they need in that moment. There’s no greater joy a person feels than when his or her joy is shared by the people they love.

via Daily Prompt: Puncture


The Notorious Monster I Loved

My brain is blank
My heart is dry
Shed my last tear
Didn’t help getting high

Lost myself to save you
Left my soul in your treacherous hands
I warned myself
But I trusted you

My favourite songs
My favourite places
My favourite people
You took them all

You saw me cry
You saw me fall
But your pity
You spent it on him, why?

Who am I?
I am nobody
But I am everybody
And you? You’re the notorious monster dressed in the nice perfume


via Daily Prompt: Notorious

Cheap whiskey and Coke

What is it about sitting at home with a few close friends and drinking glass after glass of cheap, rough whiskey that makes my heart warm? Is it the alcohol, is it the friendship or is it my mind switching off and my soul being free? Why does the good stuff not taste that good but the cheap stuff makes me feel so good? Have I associated happiness to cheap whiskey, friends and cigarettes or is this really the happiest I can be?

Loved for 2 years and had the good stuff, went to the restaurants and kissed in the bars. I thought I was happy until once again I sat on my terrace and drank till the sun came up. Why did I lie to myself? Why did I lie to everyone else? Should’ve found a lover who’d make me my drinks.

What happens when they leave? Who do I drink my whiskey with? Do I find others to share the nights with? That feels wrong. But when I kissed another girl, it didn’t feel wrong. Was I even in love?

2 years of love, a million lies but what I hate the most, I gave up my life. How stupid and naive when all I needed to do was drink another night. They could’ve saved me, they would’ve saved me, if all I’d done was stay another night.

So many questions, all unanswered. What do you want to drink? Well of course, Cheap Whiskey and Coke.