Humanity
Ten Things About Me
Ten Facts About Me As much as I enjoy creating my content from my imagination, sometimes it is nice to take a brief break and do one of these viral prompts. I don’t consider myself to be a very interesting person, so we will see how this goes. We all have our own unique stories to tell and we each do it in our own ways.
By Sarah Tagert3 years ago in Confessions
Love
When I was younger all the books, movies and songs had taught me that love is no matter what happens. That no matter how hurt, sad and betrayed you are, you stick next to that person, supporting them. You never give up on them, through thick and thin. I wish I knew how wrong they all were. How delusional and desperate they all were.
By Kristina Brule3 years ago in Confessions
Hi, I am your clone
"Reporting live on news, I'm here with interviewer 'Carlo Caprese' here to talk about his interview with celebrity impersonator 'Savannah Lionel.' Savannah reported to journalist 'Dustin Limbo' after the death of 'Janice Kewen', about the defining horrors of the past years portraying her as an 'impersonator', rather more a clone... for actress, singer and dancer Kewen.
By Kodah3 years ago in Confessions
Facebook Ruined My Life
I hate Facebook. Really. I mean, I was sailing through life in blissful ignorance before Mark Zuckerberg came along and messed things up. Seriously, it was all rainbows and unicorns back in the day. Then, suddenly, it’s 2004, and BAM! There’s Facebook.
By Randy Baker3 years ago in Confessions
A Love I Didn't Expect...
Dear Love, Wow. Where do I start? At this point in my life, I feel like we have such a toxic relationship. On the one hand, I can't stand you. You are such a bitch. I mean when I was little all I ever wanted was to be loved and accepted for who I was, every single part of me but other than a couple of members in my family, I never really got that. More importantly, I never got that from the one person that mattered the most to me, my mother. I was a lacking girl. You left me in the cold; all I had was myself and God's love covering me in warmth. I've felt so betrayed by you and stabbed in the back. The very one that gave me life taught me to hate myself. Then, you gave again. I received Jay, my beautiful perfectly imperfect first love. My heart was so codependent at this point due to not only my mother but the judgments I received and the strict morals I was expected to live by enforced by my mother, stepfather, and my father. Jay, too, had grown codependent over the years from both his parents. Together, our hearts are bound in a way that cannot break easily. Some may call it a trauma bond. We were each other's escapes until we realized that we needed something deeper that the other couldn't give and then that too ended. You're such a cruel mistress love. You give and then you take. Your many limbs twist and weave in a way that no one person could ever figure out on their own. Your ways are complicated and yet simple. After Jay, I fell and I fell hard. His name is not important. At first, I fell so I wouldn't feel the pain of losing Jay. Also, I didn't yet know how to trust and love myself; how to rely on me and me alone. Or God and God alone I should say. That relationship started so blissfully. I was finally being taken care of for once in my life. For once, someone was putting me first. However, it was a trick, wasn't it? A smoke show until the truth came out. Soon, he started treating me like his slave. I was there to take care of the children, clean the house, work, and please him when he wanted it. If he was doing anything out of place or anything I was concerned about, sure at first we could discuss it but slowly it became he would do whatever he wanted to do regardless of my opinion. That ended terribly. He, too, taught me how to hate myself. As it turns out, that was never love because someone who can teach hate doesn't love truly. I spent a while recovering and as it turned out, my first love still loved me but not enough. It never has been enough has it, love? Have I ever been enough? I know now that I have. You have not given me a partner which is something I have always longed for but you have given me something else which is perhaps even more beautiful...
By Lindsey Altom3 years ago in Confessions
Dejanelle
A true Queen will adjust another Queen’s crown. Women who pick up other women in adversity, in question, in fear, in jealousy; even if you dislike a woman or disagree with her there is no need to tear another woman down. In a world where women have been subjected to the world of men, at the hands of men, at the look down upon by men; it can be hauntingly concerning and scary. It is not easy being a woman. It is not easy being a man either but both of us suffer at the hands of other men’s decisions and desires.
By Cadma3 years ago in Confessions
Who I Was, Who I Am, and Who I Will Be
Change. We all change as we get older, sometimes for the better, sometimes for the worse. But I think the changes I’ve undergone within the past few years have been for the better, even if they surfaced certain issues I must tackle.
By Amethyst Champagne3 years ago in Confessions
Lie to Me. Issue # 3. Content Warning.
My blood was pumping, my hands were shaking, my mind was racing through all of the impossible scenarios that could happen to get me out of my current situation; I was exposed and for a pathological liar that is the worst possible thing that can happen. I didn’t know what to do, I was scared, I couldn’t lie anymore, nobody would believe me even if I was telling the truth. We had argued until the morning, when suddenly we heard a knock at our door.
By (JERJ) Thudd Walker3 years ago in Confessions
The Faces Of Love That Both Excited And Shocked Me
If you've experienced the ebb and flow of love, count yourself fortunate. Love, a profound emotion seldom taught in schools, is best understood through lived experiences. Through the years, here are some fundamental lessons that love has taught me about life and happiness.
By C C Farley3 years ago in Confessions
Tomorrow is My Birthday
Hi everyone! I just wanted to get on here and make a quick update. Sorry for being MIA most of this week. Mentally I just couldn't find the strength to write much, and now I think that I am coming down with a cold. Regardless though I am going to try to make the best of my birthday tomorrow, and the important part is I am still sober! Monday will mark one whole month since I last had a drink and I am so proud, but still taking it one day at a time so I will celebrate that on Monday!
By Kimmiekins43 years ago in Confessions
