Taboo
You Chased Her Secret, but the Truth Broke Youđź’”
You stand by the window, the gray dusk swallowing the last light of day. Your heart thumps, heavy with a question you can’t shake. Her suitcase clicks shut behind you. “I’m off for my night shift,” she says, her voice flat, like a stranger’s. The woman you once loved more than life itself brushes past, leaving only the faint scent of her perfume. Years ago, she was your everything—her smile lit up your world, her touch grounded you. You built a life together, two kids, a home filled with laughter. But now? Something’s wrong. The late-night shifts, the cold silences, the way she avoids your eyes—it’s eating at you. Tonight, you decide to follow her, to uncover the truth, no matter how much it might shatter the life you’ve built.
By zinat5 months ago in Confessions
Secret Letter. Content Warning.
The fluorescent lights are too bright and they're humming secrets I can't quite catch. My feet are moving before my brain catches up—through the automatic doors, past the reception desk where the woman is staring (she knows something), into the parking lot where the air tastes like metal and fear.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Confessions
Mirage. Content Warning.
*TW: Language, coarse lifestyle details Life is officially not worth living anymore. Trader Joe’s has no Almond Kringles, just a lousy table of frosted cinnamon rolls and pumpkin brioche. The store itself smells like freezer burn and upbeat commercialism, run by fabulously queer employees.
By Sloan Li5 months ago in Confessions
The Lake at Twilight
You look out over the reflection of the sun, through the still waters of the lake, as the sun sets behind the gentle darkening mountains. The sky recedes from yellow to orange, to red, before hinting a shade of violet and blue. The clouds once gentle shades of off-white are now turning into darker shades of gray.
By Parsley Rose 5 months ago in Confessions
What I Learned After Spending a Whole Day Without My Phone
We live in a world where our phones feel glued to our hands. Whether it’s TikTok, Instagram, messages, or music, we don’t even notice how much of our lives we spend staring at a screen. I’m 16, and like most people my age, I’m always connected — always checking something. So one Saturday, I decided to do something different: I put my phone away for the entire day. No notifications. No apps. No scrolling. Just me, my thoughts, and silence.
By Mafia brawl5 months ago in Confessions
Why Men With a Cuckolding Kink Make the Best Partners
What Is Cuckolding or Hotwifing? Cuckolding (or hotwifing) is a consensual sexual dynamic in which one partner - typically the man - derives arousal, emotional satisfaction, or both from the idea or reality of their partner being intimate with others.
By No One’s Daughter5 months ago in Confessions
Vladimir Putin’s Global Power Play: From Forum Speeches to Strategic Summits
Introduction Vladimir Putin continues to dominate the international stage in 2025, balancing military strategy, peace negotiations, and economic initiatives—even amid growing geopolitical tension and global scrutiny.
By KAMRAN AHMAD5 months ago in Confessions
The Man On The Ground
It was a cloudy day that whispered of rain when I drove down to the big city. I sped past a bus stop and saw someone there. They lay on the concrete pavement, bare feet crossed with one arm wrapped around their head. The person looked old; I saw a flash of grey hair and tanned, wrinkled skin and a dirty flannelette jacket.
By I. D. Reeves5 months ago in Confessions
The Holding Place
Very few people understand the true forces that are at play in the universe. Very few people understand that the foundation of everything ever breathed into life is energy. But even fewer understand how the power of frequency and how it works in the matrix and the force it has in our lives. For example, we often attract people in our lives that meet our frequency and then have the gull to ask why they don't have better people in our lives.
By Julia Stellings5 months ago in Confessions
The Loneliest Role: Being the Strong One
There’s an invisible weight that comes with being “the strong one.” It’s the role no one assigns you, but somehow, it becomes yours. Maybe it’s because you don’t easily cry in front of others, or because you’ve mastered the art of saying “I’m fine” when you’re breaking inside. Perhaps it’s because you’ve always been the one who steps up—holding families together, carrying friendships on your shoulders, and being the steady voice when everyone else is falling apart.
By Nadeem Shah 5 months ago in Confessions
