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Labrador & Shih Tzu
Dogs. They’re man’s best friend. These little creatures are adorable. They come in a variety of breeds. We have the Pit Bull (that are not a problem by the way, the owners are), the Husky, the Spaniel, or even the Terrier. Anyway, my point is that there’s a lot and they’re all different and they’re unique in their own special way. Imagine a group of Labradors. It doesn’t matter if they’re black or white (yes, I’m quoting my man…R.I.P. the King of Pop). They all fit in. They’re all a family even if they’re not related because they look the same. If you put one different dog in the mix, let’s say a Shih Tzu, it would be weird. This last one is going to be the only one that’s completely different from the rest of the group. Eventually, there’s probably going to be another dog like him that’s going to join in or the Labradors won’t even mind him anymore. What happens when two dogs, one Labrador and one Shih Tzu, fall in love? Please tell me that you already know about the birds and the bees. The result: a baby! Now, it’s not going to be a puppy that’s going to be 100 percent Labrador or Shih Tzu. It’s going to be half of each. The little one is going to stand out a lot more than a simple difference in breeds. It’s a mix of two different objects. When you mix two distant things you get a weird/unnatural result. The pup is going to be the easy target in the bunch, getting teased, pushed around, ridiculed, etc. At this point, you probably get what I’m trying to say. The fucked-up mix is going to be miserable and alone. Well, that crazy baby is me.
By Asian Woman8 years ago in Humans
How To End a Relationship
When is an ending considered good, and when is an ending bad? At the end of each story, it’s simply just “The End.” As impossible as it sounds, I want to make an ending as beautiful as a beginning. People say it’s painful and it’s hard, but to me, it’s not why you end a relationship; what matters most is how you end a relationship.
By 2YEONG Lee8 years ago in Humans
The Story of Us: Falling in Love with My Best Friend
Five years ago, way back in grade nine when I was still trying to find my place in a new school full of new transitions, I met my best friend. For the purpose of this story I'll call her Payton. Payton was in my gym class on my team for softball and, being my usual introverted self, I was standing by myself in line not talking to anyone. That is, until I turned around and noticed the anti-possession charm from the TV show Supernatural drawn on the arm of the girl standing behind me. In a moment of pure instinct I turned to her, pointing at the doodle, and tried to ask her if that was, in fact, the anti possession charm from the hit TV series. Of course once I got the first few words out of my mouth my brain caught up with my actions and I stood there, sputtering and pointing for a solid two minutes (thorougly making things awkward) before I finally managed to spit the name out. The look of relief that crossed her sun-kissed freckled face was almost as amazing as the blindingly beautiful smile that made her whole face light up. And from that moment I knew I was hooked. She laughed and told me she was so nervous as I sputtered on that I would accuse her of devil worship (a reality that was all too common in our small town) but then when I finally found the words she was so thankful that I was in fact just filling my free time watching gorgeous boys on Netflix.
By Lilli Behom8 years ago in Humans
It Ended Right When it Started
Intoxication. Heart pounding. Lips clashing. Everything that you have ever wanted has become reality. This is it, you have finally decided to show your most vulnerable state of existence to the one you have desired for so long. The amount of emotion being displayed by them has never been presented to you before so you grasp on to it like it is the last breath you have in your lungs. You let your hands roam their body, not knowing his would be the last time you would touch them. Too quickly, the climax of the situation has been reached. You stare into their eyes hoping to see the light of love you all you see is the lack of emotion they had before. They get up and gather their belongings as if they had been waiting to that the entire time and you both go your separate ways.
By Katie Hagan8 years ago in Humans
The Edge of Love
Alone. That is all I felt. Ever since I can remember, everybody I loved eventually broke my heart. Every friend I made turned their back on me, every lover I had been with also left me in the dark. At the age of seventeen I was done with everything. I had given up on the hope that anyone would ever love me, that anyone would truly care. Turning to alcohol and pot to be my savior against all the pain. Anything that would take me away from this place called Earth, I wanted it.
By Ashley Buchanan8 years ago in Humans
Fallen
Once, there was a boy who sang sad songs and drank his troubles away. He smoked to make the pain go numb, even if it meant the rest of him felt numb, as well. He used angel dust to find the confidence he couldn’t seem to grasp on his own, and the things that kept him up at night, he would put into lyrics and strum them with cut fingers in acoustic on his guitar. I can’t believe someone like him would ever say hi to me, would ever think I’m pretty, or want to see how my mind works.
By Sydney Scarlet8 years ago in Humans
