Friendship

Ghost
I’ve always had an affinity for ghosts and specters. So many are claimed to be such tortured souls, tragically left lost after their bodies have been ripped from existence with death and decay….
By Megan Baker (Left Vocal in 2023)4 years ago in Confessions
Finding Me
I begin this story with one of the darkest times in my life. It was an incident that made me alter the entirety of myself. Life hadn’t been great, I had an abusive mother (Bio-ma), an abusive husband, but when I was not around either person, I knew who I was. I was a happy person who loved life. I escaped the mother by running into the arms of the husband, and I escaped the husband by accepting he might kill me, and I was all right with that, but I got out alive, and the person I was when I was no-where near the orbit of those people, came to the fore and I lived, loved, life.
By Karen Eastland 4 years ago in Confessions
The Sounds of Silence
Do you know of the silence between every sound? Of the buzzes and ringing and pseudo-noises your brain makes up just to fill all that quiet? Of the voices in the dark that scream a little louder the longer you let the silence linger?
By Steph Ruff4 years ago in Confessions
My International Friends
"Friends", such a nice and beautiful word it is. No blood relation, no profit involvement, not from one place still one gives his life to save another's. A friend is one of the few people who will stand beside you from your first date to your baby's delivery.
By Ansuman 4 years ago in Confessions
When Hope Never Dies
Minutes turned into hours, eventually turning into days and months. Their conversations became silent, she hasn't seen his face in so long. This man she loved so deeply, is slowly becoming a stranger. Her heart is still gaping, aching for him just like the day he said goodbye. The pain has not subsided, despite her prayers for relief.
By Malani Arnold4 years ago in Confessions
Me Again
When you have a child, your world changes for both good and bad. Good because you never realized you could love someone so much, and you have a wonderful little miracle to hold in your arms. Bad because without even realizing it, you’ve given up your life as you knew it – it’s no longer yours. You’re now a mom.
By Amanda4 years ago in Confessions
A Hidden Enemy can sometimes do you more Favours than a Friend
A Hidden Enemy In astrology is a 12th house matter, this section of the horoscope is also known as the House of Sorrow, Isolation and Self-Undoing. It represents a blind spot in our lives - an energy that, no matter how hard we try, seems to constantly slip through our fingers. Because we struggle to consciously connect with and materialize the energy, any attempt to manifest it often gets us into trouble.
By Pamella Richards4 years ago in Confessions
And the Table said "Pssst!"
Based on true events. ~~~ My housemate had moved to New York taking with her all the furniture, so there I was once again living in an empty apartment.
By Jorgelina Zeoli4 years ago in Confessions
I’m Falling For My Best Friend & I Don’t Know What To Do About It
Let me preface this by saying, first and foremost, that I won’t be saying his name. Only that he’s my best friend and one of the greatest people I have ever known. He’s an amateur filmmaker with a love for funkos, the MCU, and Star Wars and he’s one of the sweetest, biggest dorks I’ve ever met.
By Roxan Alfonso4 years ago in Confessions
It Comes and Goes
Starting this post off on the right foot, I thought I'd use my current bad day song. Deep Waters by American Authors has been on repeat for me this past week. More than on repeat. I really enjoy the heavy yet uplighting rock ballad very much so, and it was the inspiration behind this piece of writing.
By Chloe Rose Violet 🌹4 years ago in Confessions
Screaming Into The Void Like No One Is Watching. They're Not Listening, That's For Sure.
11/2/2021 This is another autobiographical, journal-like entry, I'm just going to go with what I'm feeling. It's been a rough autumn.
By Tinka Boudit She/Her4 years ago in Confessions
Whiskey Sour
Growing up in the country only had a few people and a few amenities. Me, I was lucky enough to have four-wheelers, go-carts, pets, a pool and, an older brother that had some very handsome friends. The only friend that I could seem to have lived right behind my mother's house. Her name is Gail.
By Teela Darden4 years ago in Confessions