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!"

  • Ellen Dodd
    Published about a month ago
    Homies = Love

    Homies = Love

    Wtf brings me joy?
  • Noah Mkono
    Published about a month ago
    The Tremor

    The Tremor

    I must admit that my early childhood life was nomadic. I changed three primary schools before I graduated to high school. And again I attended two high schools just to complete my general certificate of Ordinary Level. The latter movements were between Harare the capital of Zimbabwe and Mhangura, a small copper mine town yet the second biggest mine town in the country then after Hwange Colliery. Situated in the Mashonaland West Province some 70 kilometers from regional capital town of Chinhoyi and about 190 kilometers from The Sunshine City of Harare itself. It was here where I enjoyed the ever exciting moments of my adolescence period. I initially had done my first two years at Tafara High 1 in the Eastern high density townships of Mabvuku and Tafara. This was in the days of mid high school certification they called the Junior Certificate. And then came the final other couple of years at the mine. The contrast between the two locations exposed me to much learning and adaption which at a degree I do appreciate a lot in my present adulthood life. Mhangura’s sun shone brighter and it was always green. I think it was because of the scores of the vast commercials farms that surrounded the mine town which consequently made the place a hub for general and commercial businesses as well. As Meatloaf would sing in one stanzas of his long masterpiece song by the author Jim Steinman; (Objects in the rearview mirror mirror may appear closer than they are),
  • India Childs
    Published about a month ago
    With a Little Help from my Friends

    With a Little Help from my Friends

    A while ago now, before the Covid-19 Pandemic forced the UK to go into a more official lock-down, I was having a conversation online with one of my closest friends, who feared the consequences of the virus and was letting her fear consume her. She was questioning everything she had achieved in her short life, whether it was worthy of any appraisal, and whether she could survive the virus. Whether she would have anything left to build once we all reached the other side, and possibly that was her biggest fear, her base instinct to assume that she would have nothing, be nothing.
  • Jenn Martin-Wright
    Published about a month ago
    Bound by Hope
  • Courteney Elise
    Published about a month ago
    Surrounding Yourself with those True to You

    Surrounding Yourself with those True to You

    You never realise how important it is to surround yourself with the right people, the sort of people that are there to support you through anything, to help you achieve anything. There are so many people who will say they will be by your side no matter what, but when it comes down to it, they’re nowhere to be seen. And unfortunately, these people are everywhere. They’re not fake per say. Many people are genuinely nice people, but when things get rocky, they just don’t know what to do, so they do nothing.
  • Angélika
    Published about a month ago
    The point where I stopped making friends
  • Taylor Bradfield
    Published about a month ago
    With a little help from my friends

    With a little help from my friends

    We all need a little help to feel good sometimes.
  • Riski Sammy
    Published about a month ago
    Mary Li

    Mary Li

    I once knew a woman named Mary Li. I knew her since I was born. She was much older than me, but I took to her because she was remarkably intelligent and wise, and I thought she could teach me to be a fine young woman. It was my own wrongdoing that severed our friendship permanently later on. After seventeen years, I’ve begun to reconcile with her memories and the influence she has had over me. Her life and, especially, my time with her, inspires my every step forward.
  • Jackie Howitzer
    Published about a month ago
    My First (and Last) Acid Trip

    My First (and Last) Acid Trip

    DISCLAIMER: This article is only to be read for entertainment and informative purposes. I also feel it's important to say that I certainly don't think I'm special for trying the things I've tried and I've not wrote this to glorify or brag of my experiences. Most ordinary people take drugs and have stories to go with them. This one is simply mine.
  • Avalon Morgenstern
    Published about a month ago
    You're (not) My Lobster

    You're (not) My Lobster

    Everyone has a love story they recite the most.
  • Samantha Parrish
    Published about a month ago
    To give an Extension of Friendship

    To give an Extension of Friendship

    When I We all face this invisible crossroads with a comrade.
  • Steve
    Published 2 months ago
    Lost dreams..... Awoken?

    Lost dreams..... Awoken?

    Jack awoke in a clingy slime of sweat shivering the feeling in his gut was of complete destitution, a very familiar feeling these days he could smell the damp in the air it was 6.45 am. His sheets were wet and his face itchy from the stubble that was turning into a furball he knew he stank but he didn't care. He slowly got out of bed and shuffled to the kitchen. The huge stack of dishes caught his eye he snarled and opened the fridge angrily, his eyes lit up " A can" he cheered spitefully.