friendship
C.S Lewis got it right: friendship is born when one person says to another: "What! You too? I thought I was the only one!"
Love in the Time of Chaos. Content Warning.
In a world that no longer knew peace, where cities trembled under the weight of unrest and hope was often buried beneath the noise of chaos, there existed a small corner of silence—a forgotten town called Eldoria. It was neither rich nor powerful, but it still held something precious: people who remembered how to feel.
By Heart Touching Stories5 months ago in Humans
Faithful Love in an Unfaithful World. Content Warning.
In a world where promises are often broken like fragile glass, and loyalty is treated like a forgotten language, there lived a young woman named Alina. She was not wealthy, nor did she belong to a powerful family, but her heart carried something rare—faithful love. A love that did not demand attention, but quietly endured pain, distance, and silence.
By Heart Touching Stories5 months ago in Humans
The Tipping Point
I find it very strange how we as a species have been led down a road of such deeply entrenched conditioning that we have all but lost the capacity for our own true independent thought. We go through our lives making choices each day, that on the surface may seem as though they have stemmed from our own consciousness, but in fact more often than not have been the result of decades of conditioning by others, who act as though they have, and have had our best interest in mind.
By Kaylon Forsyth5 months ago in Humans
Scorpio Woman & Cancer Man Compatibility Score. AI-Generated.
When a Scorpio woman and a Cancer man come together, the connection often feels natural, intense, and deeply emotional. Both are water signs, which means they tend to understand each other on an intuitive level without needing many words. This pairing is often described as one of the most harmonious matches in astrology because both partners value emotional security, loyalty, and meaningful connection.
By Inspire and Fun5 months ago in Humans
Menopause, Music, and the Long Road Back. Content Warning.
This is a written manuscript about parts of my life that many people don’t know my real connection to the music and film industry. It’s a grounding story, a reminder that I truly worked and lived inside that world, and that this is where my videos, music, and art come from. It is mine, copyrighted. It isn’t just about me, but about everyone who has lived through the ups and downs of their own industry. Now, at 76, I’ve decided to write my memoirs not to show off, but to tell the stories of adventures, mistakes, choices, and Menopause, Music, and the Long Road Back.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 5 months ago in Humans
The Move the Universe Chose
I have not moved yet, but the universe is directing me and Sweetie Bird to a another place by ourselves, less expensive. I have faith this will happen by November. Clashes, different frequencies, and my empath abilities and my art are mine. My roommate now hates my music, my art, and my writings.
By Vicki Lawana Trusselli 5 months ago in Humans
Why Does Maintaining Friendships as You Get Older Become So Much Work?
In my 20’s, I had a slew of friends. Then, as I got older, they dropped off for various reasons. Now, I can count my close pals on one hand. And even those relationships are sometimes difficult to navigate.
By Marie Dubuque5 months ago in Humans
She Loved Two Men
THE NIGHT EVERYTHING SHATTERED 🌙 The dinner reservation was for seven thirty and I was standing in the bathroom of a restaurant that cost more than my first apartment holding my phone in both hands like it was evidence in a trial I had not agreed to participate in, reading a message from my husband on one screen and a message from the man I had been in love with for fourteen months on the other, and the specific quality of that moment, the cold marble counter, the sound of someone laughing in the hallway, the smell of gardenias from the flower arrangement above the sink, is burned into my memory with a precision that I normally associate only with the worst and best moments of my life, and I understood standing there that this moment was going to be both simultaneously because any choice I made was going to be both a beginning and an ending and I was not ready for either and it did not matter that I was not ready because the moment did not care about my readiness 😱💔
By The Curious Writer5 months ago in Humans
