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#AllTypesOfGuns

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There are all types of guns. Different triggers. All sorts of ammunition. ‘Normal’, every day, non-emotive items tinged by memory. One moment a glow-in-the-dark band is just that, the next it is a potential mood swinger. All types of guns. Weapons that you never imagined could/would be just that. I threw away a favourite dress once because it smelled like someone I didn’t need to remember. I washed it! I swear! TWICE! Designer colognes are the devil! My own inanimate piece of clothing come to hound me out of my sanity. Drove me crazy! Yep! Aaaaaallll types of guns. I know you know about songs. They’re the worst right? There you are, minding your own business, listening to your favourite radio presenter and she plays Donchi Kubeba. I KNOW! I hear you. I KNOOOOOW! You preacher, me choir. These aren’t your normal weapons though. They are pheromone tipped, irrationale at the core stealth missiles. Ahahahahahahaha! Good Lord! Donchi kubeba?! Kama...
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Ding Dong, Hope is Dead

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I apologise if it feels unfinished. I just didn't have anything left to say about it. It is done. :) #PostcardsFromTheEveningSky #PoTES
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About Us

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Photo Credit: alejandrajmnz1.tumblr.com You won't find our kind of story in the children's books. 'They' call our beautiful ugly. You were with someone & I had barbed wire around my heart when we met. That was what was apparent to the naked eye. No one could see how exhausted we both were. You with the charade of a good thing. Me with the 'single, free to mingle'. You were wrong for not leaving her first. I was wrong for smiling at your texts...but 'they' say the end justifies the means right? It didn't feel like it at the time, I can tell you. Round and round in circles...You refusing to choose. Me walking away. You not letting me be. Tears, heated arguments, final straws. Well, kinda-almost final. Finally, quiet. Then... You come back to me. You choose me. Took you long enough. 😋 So many people with plenty to say about it. I pay them no mind. It's not about them. You love me. You don't just say it, you show...
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Postcards from The Evening Sky - Janvier

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Hello! I've been trying to come up with a theme or a model for my blog this year. Something different and interesting....So I came up with these postcards for my moonlight and twinkles phase. Hence, Postcards from The Evening Sky :) Basically, they are sometimes random, sometimes not so random thoughts of mine (later post(card)s will have other people's thoughts/quotes) that I have written down in a sentence or two. Succinct. To the point. I hope you like. :) The following are my January Postcards from The Evening Sky #PoTES. With Love, Odalitsidwa. I see you :) That's all. No judgement I know it's hard but please try to remember that I'm not the one who hurt you :( The problem is we set up our defences in such a way that we keep everything out...even the good.   A little more empathy would be very nice  #MoonlightAndTwinkles #PoTES FACEBOOK: Tasila Mwale from Zambia TWITTER: @odalitsidwa INSTAGRAM: @odalitsidwa ...
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Hello from The Other Side

I like the dark. For a long time I was 'sunshine & rainbows'. My heart was strong(still is) and nothing 'touched' me. I was unchanged for the most part by my life & it's lessons. Unjaded. Unfazed. Relentless in my quest for perpetual positivity. Goodness. Rightness. Or at least so I thought. Turns out, without realising it, life was chipping away at me slowly. Bit by undeniable bit. I didn't even notice myself changing. It was kinda like a terrifying birthday SURPRISE! All of a sudden things are jumping out at me, showing me just how far from who/what I was I actually am. HUH! Did I think that? Did I say that?? Dear Lord, did I do that???? At first, I was taken aback. Anyone who knows me knows that I am alot weary of strangers. It takes me a long minute to warm up to people. I have to observe them from a distance first. See if they're really about what they say they're about and if I like it. Now here I was, face to face with a me I didn'...
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