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Surfing in the Fog
It was a swell day on an overcast dawn patrol morning in North County San Diego. My surf sisters Molly, Terri, and Kim M, checked out Turtles. Walls of water closing out, and we had longboards. Except Kim had a shorter board, but even the look on her face, she wasn’t sure about paddling out.
Kim KuznitzPublished 4 years ago in HumansLove Or Codependency
It starts with your eyes catching theirs, a welcoming smile then an amazing, unforgettable conversation. You exchange numbers, you're smiling uncontrollably and the feeling of butterflies in your stomach is overwhelming. Walking away the smile is still on your face, you feel at this moment you just had the best day of your life, an possibly met the one. Not just another human, but that quickly possibly met the person you want to spend the rest of your life with. And his name is Eric.
Honeybee ArticlesPublished 4 years ago in HumansNew Message from: Abbie
Tomorrow, we leave for Florida. Mike and I. It's only weird because there hasn't been a single whole day that we have spent alone. I hate that. Ten months in and not a single, whole day that we have spent on our own. That's mostly my fault because of my parents; but regardless, it's true. It's strange that I even considered going on the trip because my parents are very, very strict. They control my schooling, my workload, my relationships, my time, and whatever else they can get their hands on. You would think they'd have given up on me after twenty years.
Abigail ValdezPublished 4 years ago in HumansThe Café
In a cafe so small & chické, I stand near the fire warming my hands. The cold winds become so loud the doors start to clap as if someone is banging to symbols together. Contemplating my next move, someone walks up to me with a kitchen vest. “Do you need anything sir?” He asks. “Yes, I’ll have a salted caramel hot chocolate. Thank you”
A Woman's Worth
Chapter 3: Run as Fast as You Can Everything was going nice and smooth in the beginning. Then boom before you know it something changed. Steven started telling me what I couldn’t wear and who I couldn’t hang out with. At first, I didn’t think anything of it, but his actions started to get out of hand. I keep telling myself that he is acting like this because he loves me so much. Yeah, that’s it… Steven is just very overprotective because he loves me.
WriteAboutItPublished 4 years ago in HumansShards Of Being: Ch. 5
JOSEPH “You’re an idiot for that move, bro,” I let Carlos know as I continued to lead the team to victory in the latest console game. The latest update for the game had come out this weekend and everyone had been trying out the new character except for me. I chose to play with the characters I could easily beat other players with. I didn’t follow the herd. At least not anymore.
Sharlene AlbaPublished 4 years ago in HumansA Friend
What is a friend? The dictionary defines friendship as — a person whom one knows and with whom one has a bond of mutual affection, typically exclusive of sexual or family relations.
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CHAPTER 1: “Would you like to drive then Rosalyn?” I woke up to the sound of my parents arguing over the directions. Something they’ve been doing on road trips for as long as I can remember. I look over at my sister Lilli who is still sound asleep, despite all of the action going on around her. The sun peeks in between the clouds, and shines on her bleached blonde hair. I wish she could stay this innocent forever. I’ve always envied that about her. She always says she wants to be just like me, but I want so much better for her. My thoughts of Lilli drift away as I'm interrupted by my mother calling my name.
Hannah EverettPublished 4 years ago in HumansA Killer with a Heart
Being approached by an old British man flanked by two kinkishly hot Asian twins in a seedy bar doesn't exactly bode well in any situation, but after drinking alone for a couple hours I wasn't in any state of mind to realize what was going on. It was the night after a particularly difficult mission, see, and I was fruitlessly attempting at drinking the horrors of what I had done away when they approached me. I had just tapped the bar again with my knuckles, wordlessly requesting another shot, when they slid into the stools around me.
Forgotten
Humans have been dependent of affection and intimacy when the time is right, when the atmosphere is right. It is second nature, it is a new form of communication towards another as a sign of liking this person, as a form of leveling up to the lands of monogamy. Up to the boundaries of forming a fully fledged relationship.
Crazy or Genius?
I am going to begin this article by confessing that I am indeed a bi-polar Gemini. I started writing an article on another topic and mid sentence, flashed and flipped the script. Now before I get into the topic, I want to clarify that Gemini’s are not two faced. Yes, we can switch it up, but for good reason. For example, just now, my voices reminded me of something causing me to flip. When I say voices most people think ah this chick is crazy. I read a quote the other day that described me perfectly. “If you see me talking to myself please do not disturb, I am in a staff meeting.” And that is exactly what it is. When I am talking to myself, I am in a staff meeting. I have made people nervous because I talk to myself publicly without always realizing it. I am talking full on facial expressions and hand movement and when they stop and look at me or say my name, I get irritated because they interrupted me. I talk to myself in the shower all the time. I need a waterproof recording device so I can remember all these genius thoughts. My shower talks are like my dreams, I do not always remember them after the fact. My ex before last caught me talking to myself in the shower and totally freaked. She brought me my breakfast and then retreated to the other side of the room with a look of horror on her face. She couldn’t appreciate the genius. People who talk to themselves really get a bad rap. We all think out loud and that is considered normal, but do it passionately and you’re crazy. I have even had people tell me "It is ok if you talk to yourself, just don’t answer yourself." Well how else am I supposed to get the answer? Not answering myself would be crazy. Then in desperation, they reply with "Well as long as you don’t argue with yourself." But I do. And sometimes I lose. Can you fathom how frustrating is? Then I am mad at myself and then I won’t talk to me for at least 33 minutes. Those 33 minutes feel like years.
Corene TorresPublished 4 years ago in HumansNice to meet you!
I found vocal scrolling through Instagram and i was a little apprehensive, but I thought hey what's the harm, let's give it a go, so here I am trying something new. Putting myself out there if you will!
Jessica CookPublished 4 years ago in Humans