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!"
I Want You to Love Me
Once upon a time, there was a girl. This girl was pretty shy and she knew exactly what she wanted in life. What she didn’t know was that she would have a little something weird for a guy she never tought she’d like. He was funny, smart, sassy but on top of all that he was in his thirties and the girl was in her twenties.
Gil
The next summer my brother Levi became eighteen and left the house to go and live in Pearl’s old apartment with our cousin Rio. I was only fifteen, and couldn’t do much about it.
Lara AlicePublished 7 years ago in HumansI Will Not Feel Obligated to Quit Living My Life
I understand your life changed, for the better of course. You and your now husband made a beautiful, early-on, mistake, as we have called it, and you created this amazing little life that I call my niece. I admire her. I think you have done a spectacular job with her and also her brother, that soon followed after. You gave up goals, dreams, and made sacrifices to be able to raise these two children and provide the amazing life you are giving them. I am proud of you for that. Unfortunately, although I see all these amazing things, I can't help but tell you I do not feel that I should be obligated to comply with the new set of life changes.
Jamie BushPublished 7 years ago in HumansClosure Happens in Funny Ways
He waltzed right past me. I felt my heart sink to the bottom of my chest. Of course he didn't see me. He probably wouldn't have recognized me if he had. My hair was completely different and I actually had makeup on for a change. Still, he may not have seen me, but I saw him, the man who destroyed my life, move to the center of the bar as if he had done nothing wrong.
Stephanie DavidianPublished 7 years ago in HumansThe First Time Someone Fell in Love with Me
There actually is a fear of falling in love. It's called philophobia. This is more than just being too shy of having a crush. It's when someone has an actual disorder of even giving love a chance. I was self- diagnosed with it. That was ruined for me, so I thought.
Maybe Sometime
"Cath, I'm not that kind of guy." I said, eyeing the woman. "Especially because Aeron is my best friend." Cath was also my best friend, but she was like one of the guys. Her girlfriend, Sabriel or Bri for short, is this over-the-top ginger with a big nose and high cheek bones, but she makes Cath happy. So, I have no real opinion. But Cath, being the shit-pot stirrer she is, knows that I have deep feelings for our other friend, Aeron.
Bridget MeierPublished 7 years ago in HumansRelationships with Anxiety
I’ve completely obliterated many a relationship due to my anxiety. There’s been the sudden rage born out of feeling uncomfortable. Nausea has led me to cancel plans again and again because “I don’t feel well.” And I’ve ghosted really nice folks because I was afraid of spending time with new people but had run out of excuses for not getting together with them.
Love
What is love anyway? There are so many thoughts, ideas, and expectations surrounding love that sometimes we get lost in something other than love. We get pulled by what we believe love is, we get lost in the notion that love will save us, we get lost in the idea that love is separate from us, and we have fallen from grace.
Jessica FulkersonPublished 7 years ago in HumansHope Says No
Do you know that feeling when you miss someone so much, but the thought of seeing them is too surreal? You want to see them, but you wouldn't know what to do if you actually saw them? Someone so distant, they've become a part of your imagination, and there's no telling what's real and what isn't.
Dealing with Your Boyfriend’s Female BFF
“We are just friends”. Trust me guys, that sentence will NEVER make your girlfriend feel any bit better. If anything, it will only trigger more annoyance.
The Hidden Side of Society...
I have been called many things, squeezed into the minuscule gaps of each letter of my name like each resembled a bottomless chasm in which seemingly meaningless words could hide. Most say that I am just a 'teenager' who has not yet lived long enough to experience life, few speak as though I am just another blip on the radar that is society. Those rare, selected handful of people call me an inspiration and yet, I am alone. Yes, I am surrounded by friends and family...But at the same time, I am alone in terms of what I think. Of my opinions, views, social status which should mean nothing when in reality it means the difference between gaining something in life and losing it. You see, life is a concept. A concept in which the size of your clothes, the colour of your skin or your sexual orientation are like boulders blocking the path to acceptance and held in place by the people who do not agree with you. Not your thoughts or opinions. You. Because I have often come across people who judge a person by their looks and if that is acceptable in their book then they go on to judge the next part of who you are as if it is merely a talent show in which you can never win.
Amber DoddPublished 7 years ago in HumansRetribution: Chapter 2
Guillaume Lerou never made it back from the war. The letter announcing his death arrived on a Sunday afternoon in April of 1918, one of those warm, pleasant April days which feel more like June.
Rachel LeschPublished 7 years ago in Humans