Dating
Tethered to the Other Side
--- I was standing at the end of the hallway, just outside the bedroom where she died, holding the locket she gave me, as tightly as I could, hoping it might tether her soul long enough for one last goodbye. She would’ve turned twenty-one next month; I had just turned twenty-two. I stood there, paralyzed, as the candlelight flickered unnaturally in the corner of the room. I didn’t know how to explain the cold that rolled through the hallway or the way the air thickened like fog. Forty-eight hours ago, we had danced in the field behind my house beneath a moon so full it lit her eyes like stars. Now, those eyes stared from photographs, still warm with memory. The priest had just finished the rites, but the house hadn’t let her go. Not completely. It had only been ten days since she whispered to me that the shadows were watching. Ten days from butterflies in her stomach to frost in her veins. When the clock in the hall stopped ticking, it marked not just the end of her life—but the beginning of something neither of us could name. This was the breach, the splinter between worlds, when love refused to leave even as death came knocking.
By Kashi's Mindspace2 years ago in Confessions
Butterflies and Bruises
In 2021, I fell in love for the first time with my childhood crush. I will call him Alpha through the whole series. I never expected him to take notice of me until he confessed that he too liked me . We started talking and sharing everything we possibly could. He was a very nice person and also a little guarded about his feelings and thoughts. He did not talk much about how the relationship made him feel. We used to spend a lot of time together and he used to love listening to my yapping and was very understanding. He used to guide me so nicely through my hardships and always wanted the best for me. He adored me!
By Phoenix2 years ago in Confessions
I tried to be heartless, and here is what happened. Top Story - April 2025.
You know when the shit hits the celing and life is an absolute mess everywhere, yeah that is what I am talking about. My existence has had 22 years on this gorgeous - gorgeous mortal realm and in the recency of my being, my life has sucked a lot. I have had my share of darkness since forever, but of late, my desperation for light has been at its zenith. I have wanted my life to look like the glorious lives of Rory gilmore, an academic scholar, while being the perfect 4.0, a beautiful boyfriend( maybe not necessary), a great deal of money, a stellar institute I go to, a high qualified job in writing or journalism, and parents being super proud of me.
By Hridya Sharma2 years ago in Confessions
🖤 Dating Feels Like a Second Job Now - And We’re All Tired
I’m not looking for love. I’m just trying not to get hurt again. That’s what my friend told me after her sixth Hinge date in a month ended in confusion and a text that read, “You’re amazing, but I’m not ready for anything serious.”
By Lily2 years ago in Confessions
Why Modern Dating Is a Mess (And How to Make It Better)
Why Modern Dating Is a Mess (And How to Make It Better) Dating today should be a breeze—endless possibilities, instant chats, and apps promising to find your soulmate with just a swipe. Yet, many feel increasingly isolated, frustrated, and disconnected. With terms like ghosting, breadcWhy Modern Dating Is a Mess (And How to Make It Better)rumbing, and situationships dominating the scene, it begs the question: what went wrong? More importantly, how can we turn things around?
By Ayon2 years ago in Confessions
The Dangerous Lover
(Dark Romance - Part 6) “Look Neel, I’m really grateful to you all. You took care of my Brishti like your own family when she was sick. But don’t forget one thing—Brishti is my wife. So, the farther you stay away from her, the better it’ll be for you. You have no idea how dangerous I can be when I’m not in a good mood.”
By Sabiha Sums2 years ago in Confessions
The Dangerous Love
(Dark Romance part :4) Bristy went into the room and walked toward the balcony. The balcony was quite large. Several potted flower plants were lined up, and beside them was a swing. Bristy sat down on the swing. Just then, her eyes fell on a guitar nearby. She picked it up and started examining it curiously.
By Sabiha Sums2 years ago in Confessions
When Greatness Meets Clippers: Ronaldo Gets a Cut from Messi
There are rivalries in sport, and then there’s Messi vs. Ronaldo — a saga so iconic that it has defined generations, divided dinner tables, and sparked endless Twitter debates. But what if that legendary rivalry found itself not on the pitch... but in a barbershop?
By Sultan Khan2 years ago in Confessions
