humanity
For better or for worse, relationships reveal the core of the human condition.
A Grander View #MyWorstDate
Gold bottles with ace of spades logos sat cozy in buckets of ice on the table. A posh restaurant in Newark, Delaware allowed for the Lady and the Gentleman to enjoy a meal together for the second time. The Lady, redbone with curly blonde hair, wore a plain black dress. The Gentleman, dark-skinned, sported diamond cufflinks and a navy silk suit and tie. From a distance, it would appear as if the couple exchanged sweet nothings and words of affection. This vision veered from what actually occurred.
By Skyler Saunders6 years ago in Humans
It Wasn't As Bad As...
I have never been lucky in love; I chalk it up to mainly something wrong with my face — maybe too big of a nose, or my hair just hates to stay in place despite the constant brushing. Maybe there is something truly wrong with my personality. But whatever it is, the fact remains that I have never been one to dabble in romance.
By Kylie Nebeker6 years ago in Humans
Home
"Home is where the heart is." That was the only lesson I ever retained from my years at Blue Lake Fine Arts Camp. Our instructors were telling us about Chopin, who had grown up in Warsaw but moved to Paris. When he died, his body was buried in Paris, but his heart was buried in Warsaw. I don't know if that fact is true, it's been so long since I last heard it and there's always conflicting information and facts, but that was the only thing I ever remembered from theory class.
By Aven Jensen6 years ago in Humans
In the Blink of an Eye
In the Blink of an Eye. The worst part was how wonderfully the day had started and how great the rest of the day was supposed to be. The whole day had been planned out. It was a beautiful, sunny Wednesday during winter break, and I had plans with my boyfriend, best friend and her boyfriend. Austin, Krissy, Bert and I wanted to have a “couples day.” We went swimming in the morning, then planned to go eat lunch at Taco John's before we went ice skating.
By Jasmine Lass6 years ago in Humans
Looking Through My Eyes
I have always said that I wouldn't let people get too close. I have always promised myself that, "No, this person isn't right...I won't let them in." Then, what do I do? I open up. I let that person in. I let that person see more than just my mask. I get vulnerable. I let my guard down.
By Nikki Dixon6 years ago in Humans