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Whether you're solitary by choice or simply unlucky in love, being single is complicated.
I Love You, But I Don't Know Who You Are
July 24, 2017 To the most BEAUTIFUL lady in the universe, I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I LOVE YOU! I most certainly do. The only problem is that I don't know you. I don't know where you are. You can be anyone, anywhere. You can be anyone—a daughter, a mom, a niece, a sister, a girlfriend, a wife, a grandmother, a granddaughter, a great granddaughter or an aunt. I don't really know at all. I have no idea. You are so many things to so many people, but you are always a friend to me.
Maurice BernierPublished 7 years ago in HumansInternet Dating
Internet dating is now a very competitive business. In this "jet" age, people always seem to be in a rush and everything is fast-moving. You get this impression when you see the ads on the TV—instant cereals and smartphones which can enable things to be done at a fraction of the time before the digital age. This needs no time to find the one thing that every human spirit longs for.... and that is love.
Gregory EzePublished 7 years ago in HumansThe One Who Got Away...
It's 2017, approximately seven years ago I connected with my twin flame. It still feels like yesterday, there is no one better than her and I want her all to myself. I didn't know too much about anything back then. I don't think most of the world knew what we know now. I didn't use the internet back then aside from playing Socom Navy Seals on my PS3.
Bryan RJ DelormePublished 7 years ago in HumansGet the Right Man with Color Psychology
Have you ever wondered why red roses are so popular in the world of love? Or why it seems so important to get your outfit or your makeup just right? Well, it all comes down to color psychology. Whether you're new to dating, just getting back out there, or experienced, this is a great read for anyone trying to attract the perfect man!
Singleness Isn't Waiting
You’ve been waiting for this. You clicked on this link because you, your single and desperate self, need more advice on how to make singleness worthwhile. “What’s wrong with me?” you ask, possibly scarfing chocolate and watching The Notebook. “Why am I still single? I must be doing singleness wrong. Please, O' Internet, tell me how to single.”
Audrey WierengaPublished 7 years ago in HumansWhen You're in a Relationship...But Single...
So not everything feels very rosy at the moment and I'm struggling to cope. I'm recently engaged to someone who works away more than they're home. I know there are a lot of people who find themselves in a similar position.
Losing Myself
“Hey baby girl where you headed?” I said to this beautiful girl I saw obviously headed for the bar. “Back to the bar, my friend Shawna is over there waiting on me.”
Shay CaseyPublished 7 years ago in HumansOMG His Eyes!
It was the summer of '82. A fairly normal time for a thirteen-year-old girl. So many things to see and so much stuff to do!
Storm WriterPublished 7 years ago in HumansLearn to Live
I spent enough time in the shadows to know that the edge of everything is nothing. I've spent enough time digging through broken and buried memories only to bring up the past over and over again. I was judged and bullied. I was the underdog who came out alive, bruised and battle-worn. I've never been everyone's cup of tea and looking back, I'm glad I never fell into that stereotypical archetype. I'm ecstatic that I broke the mold when society told me to sit down and color. I'm glad because the picture that I've painted is so much more beautiful.
Letting Go Isn't Easy
I was there in her presence for just a brief moment of time that stuck with me like a fly on crap. Excuse that comment, she was amazingly elegant. I always find myself contradicting everything, let go or hold on.
Bryan RJ DelormePublished 7 years ago in HumansFuture Love
Dear Future Love, I'm new to this whole thing, but I don't know what else to do, I have a few things I need to talk about.
- Top Story - June 2017
How My First Love Is Still Ruining Everything
I remember everything about the very first moment I saw him -- really saw him. We had been in the same class all year, but for some reason, on that particular afternoon I looked over my left shoulder to the back row of the lecture hall, and my gaze automatically landed on him. Even though this was years ago now, I can still see the sparkle in his eyes as he laughed with the guys next to him. His dimples accentuated, his forearms resting on the desk in front of him with his checkered button-down shirt sleeves just slightly rolled up. "He is cute," was the only thought in my mind. Too cute for me. It wasn't until months later that we actually spoke, but I always go back to that very first moment purely for its tranquility. Before the pain, before the chaos, before the hurricane that we became.
Brooklyn HughesPublished 7 years ago in Humans