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Un Sueno en Rojo
Grace lounged on her plush crimson sofa. She absently ate cherries from a bowl on her coffee table, relishing the last fruits of the season. The dark red juices left sweet traces on her full lips as she twirled a stem between her thumb and her forefinger. Her gaze fixed upon the white canvas on the easel in the middle of the room, the easel’s thin wooden legs dividing the room into unequal parts, like the way her mind felt divided and separated and pulled apart.
Rachel Paris WimerPublished 21 days ago in Humans
Does Every Couple Have a "That's Us" Couple?
Does every couple have a couple they look at and say, "Oh yeah, that's just like us!"? If you read that question and immediately thought of a famous (or not) couple that you compare to you and your partner, I guess that helps get me closer to an answer about how many people do that!
Dani BananiPublished 21 days ago in Humans
How COVID Helped Me Love My Body
COVID changed just about everything last year. I consider myself lucky to have my health, but the pandemic changed the landscape of my body in a way that I struggled to come to terms with for a long time.
Julie MoonPublished 22 days ago in HumansWine-Mate
November 28,2035 Curfew was fast approaching in the streets of New York. Times Square began to lull as I made my way down 44th street. The number of people on the streets was sparse. Too many businesses are closed permanently than ever before. So much loss for a city that was once filled with so much life. I remember the lights of Times Square before the virus. They were so bright that it felt like daylight even at 10 pm. Now they are dimmed and will soon be turned off completely by 8 pm when curfew begins. A new normal that I've grown used to.
Mandy RaquelPublished 23 days ago in HumansA Definitive Ranking of Dating Apps
Take it from me (or don’t, really it’s your call) that girl who was a part-time swiper, full-time third wheel. The girl who constantly got asked “how are you single?!” (sidenote- for what it’s worth, do NOT ask single people such dumb and borderline insulting questions), and promised to be set up by every friend, aunt, uncle, coworker, barista, and stranger on the street. The one who was passively swiping but also secretly kind of loving the single life, I KNOW dating sites (at least the free ones). While all of my friends were settling down, getting married, and having kids, I was dabbling in online dating, apps, and sharing dinners with my cat. But the strange thing was- I was okay with it! In the end, I walked away relatively unscathed and currently dating the dude of my dreams (barf) who I met- not so surprisingly- on one of those apps. Let’s take a deep dive into my ranking of online dating as we travel through my short, and brutally honest, segment “Are These Even Worth It?”
ec from clePublished 30 days ago in Humans4 Simple At-Home Date Night Ideas
Date night doesn't have to mean traipsing out on the town. Let's be honest, getting all dressed up and fighting traffic on a Friday or Saturday night isn't always appealing. Creating an all-day or short evening date can be done from the comfort of your own home. So if you'd rather stay in your pajamas and cozy up at home with your partner, here are 4 at-home date night ideas to try.
Morgan DaniellePublished about a month ago in Humans
How to Fix Who We are on the Internet
People on the internet are assholes. No really. If you've ever scrolled through a politically oriented Twitter thread or a Facebook post long enough, you'll come across some seriously impressive spectacles of offensive language. If people sat next to one another in a room, I can guarantee there is absolutely no conceivable way that we would speak to one another the way we do online without punches being thrown.
Tom MitchelhillPublished about a month ago in Humans
As First Dates Go...
The colors on the wall seemed to take on a life of their own, enveloping the couple in rays of pinks and blues. It seemed to represent them perfectly: their love was a baby blue, new and unsure, and their circumstance was a deep dark red, brooding and uncertain.
Lexi BrelonPublished about a month ago in Humans
How to befriend an Introvert in 5 Easy Steps
I would consider myself to be on the extreme end of the introvert scale. Couple that with an anxiety disorder and making friends doesn't exactly come easy.
Jessie WaddellPublished about a month ago in HumansEveryone has a Jack Dawson
When I was fifteen I watched Titanic for the first time We had it on a VHS tape. Well, technically two VHS tapes because that is how it was when a film was over two hours long. My friend's kept nudging me to watch "even if it is just for Leo" but I put it off because I knew it was long and sad. And in my teenaged brain, that meant boring. But when a tragic case of strep throat kicked me down for over a week, with a house to myself and antibiotic-induced boredom, I thought I would finally see what the fuss was about.
A short letter to Sarah Everard
On the third of March 2021, just like millions of women, you left your house. I don’t know the details of how your morning went. I don’t know if you woke up and grabbed a coffee, or danced around your room listening to your favourite songs. But If you’re like me and millions of other women, you were probably looking forward to another day and excited for what it might bring your way. It was a beautiful day, and you were planning to spend some part of it with your loved ones. You chose to wear a green rain jacket, navy blue trousers, turquoise and orange trainers and a white beanie hat, just like the one I and other women would wear on rainy days in London. You had dreams, hopes, and ambition and you were highly loved and important to those who knew you. I don’t know how you spent the first part of your day, Sarah, but what I do know is you decided to visit your friend and spend some quality time with them later on. Your parents described you as kind and thoughtful, with the most amazing sense of humour and so I know you must have laughed and joked around with your friend, with no inclination that it will be your last day alive. No inclination that that will be the last time they will you see laugh, and that they will never get to see your bright and beautiful face again. At 9 p.m, you set off on your way home, a time when women wouldn’t normally anticipate any impending danger on what would have been the busy streets of London. After speaking to your boyfriend who you planned to meet the next day, on the streets of Clapham, about 15 miles from where I live, you disappeared.
Going Solo
I am what British actress Emma Watson calls “self-partnered.” Once a clingy, insecure, co-dependent girlfriend desperate to secure a ring on my finger, I have since morphed into a single, insecure, somewhat independent woman who neither wants nor needs a man.
