love
All you need is Love, and Love is all you need.
30 Hours
I had always been eager to love. Brimming with admiration for anyone that wasn't me, that I could bounce off of and grow in a direction towards who I wanted to be as opposed to who I was. I convince myself they made me better, they helped me become who I am today and to a degree that's true, only through experience. It would be harsh to say any relationship I've had was a mistake, perhaps closer to a misstep. So when a colleague suggested I join Tinder, I was sceptical.
By Ryan Appleyard3 years ago in Humans
Love Unraveled
Love so strong that sometimes makes you smile and sometimes makes you cry, but when you find that pure love you will definitely smile forever, every day, I am grateful for your presence in my life. Your love has filled my heart with joy and warmth, when the storms and challenges of life try to weigh me down the joy of having you in my life always overshadow my heart thereby giving me inner-peace and joy in the midst of the storm, you are my true inspiration, I call you my peace for in you I find comfort.
By Adedeji Rotimi3 years ago in Humans
Love is a Shitload of Work. Runner-Up in Love Unraveled Challenge.
Love… is a shitload of work. This is most likely because ‘love’ is a verb and not a nouny feeling like we want to believe. If love were a noun, it would be simpler to understand because nouns are straight forward and honest; self-centered, to be sure, but with a noun you can be certain what kind of person, place, or thing you’re getting.
By Judah LoVato3 years ago in Humans
"Top Picks: Best Pots and Pans for Your Gas Range and Gas Stove" . Content Warning.
Introduction: Welcome to the world of top-quality kitchen cookware! We have carefully selected four exceptional sets from Amazon to help you find the perfect pots and pans for your cooking needs. Let's explore them together!
By Johannes Sebeko3 years ago in Humans
The History and Evolution of Dating
From generation to generation and throughout history, the way we live our lives changes. The things that people did generations ago might very well be looked at with a few raised eyebrows and head shakes. At the same time, if those that have lived centuries before us could see how much the world has changed, they’d have their heads spinning.
By Jasmine Aguilar3 years ago in Humans
Those Three Words
"Those three words are said too much, they’re not enough." The older I get, the truer those words from Snow Patrol's Chasing Cars, become. There is no denying the power of those words. They can change minds, change lives, mend hearts, start revolutions. Saying them and hearing them can be incredibly powerful.
By Paul Stewart3 years ago in Humans
Forty years of awkward
When I was 7 I wanted to be a Solid Gold Dancer. For those of you not yet receiving letters urging you to join AARP, Solid Gold was music television series and a staple of Saturday night television from 1980-1988. Like other music series of the time, Solid Gold featured musical performances by the artists charting that week. Unlike American Bandstand and Soul Train, Solid Gold didn't have a live audience dancing as though they were in a club, instead featuring heavily choreographed performances by their in-house dancers.
By Kristen Knutson3 years ago in Humans
Lost and Found
It’s strange how you don’t really realize how thankful you are for something until you come close to losing it. For example, I appreciate electricity, a whole lot more after I have to go without it for a few hours, or days due to a hurricane or storm. Or, when I get sick and have to stay home, I find myself to be more thankful for the majority of the time, when I am healthy. There’s so many things that I take for granted, much more than just electricity and a healthy body. I never really thought about all the things and people I take for granted until I almost lost my cousin. His near death experience inspired me to cherish and invest in my family relationships.
By Rowan Finley 3 years ago in Humans
Half Moon
There it hangs, a half moon, abandoned by someone in the corners of the western sky. Above it, a grey-blue canvas stretches out, resembling a weathered piece of grey cloth more than the sky itself. A few feet below it, an inky darkness washes over, similar to a bottomless swamp, a landscape I know as the White Deer Plain. Before me, the city square unfolds in a surreal manner, its shadows wavering.
By Jacklyn Parrish3 years ago in Humans







