breakups
When it comes to breakups, pain is inevitable, but Humans thinks that suffering is optional.
My Ex. My Cousin. His Wife.
I committed a crime in early 2010 that would gift me a two year sentence in the Florida Department of Corrections. As new meat on the block, I was being pursued by many of the women that were trying to pass their time by having a little fun, and being 'gay for the stay,' a prison termed used for woman that have no interest in the same sex outside of the prison gates.
By Tanaine Jenkins7 years ago in Humans
3 Things That Could End a Relationship
There are things that can surely end a relationship rather quickly, no matter how great the relationship seems to be. Very rarely does a relationship survive these pitfalls. In most cases, though, the relationship simply ends.
By John Vadernport7 years ago in Humans
Life Adventures
I’ll start by being straight up with you. You’re going to get your heart broken more than once as you move though life. Hell, it’ll probably happen as many as 10 times or MORE before you finally find the one person who does nothing but make you happy. I haven’t been on this Earth for very long in the grand scheme of things, and I feel sometimes like I’ve experienced enough heartbreak to last me the rest of my life. One thing that has kept me through it is one word. "Temporary." As in, having your heart broken is only one little part of your life that goes into the bigger picture of the person you are supposed to be. Everything leading up to that point is only temporary.
By Lex Thompson7 years ago in Humans
Honor Your Ex
Yes, I said it. Honor your ex. The person that broke your heart into a million pieces. The person that fought with you, ignored you, and dishonored you. Yes, and I still want you to honor them. Because that experience with them was priceless, once you shift your perspective.
By Grace Calo7 years ago in Humans
One Take
Letting Go I’m writing this on the fly, it’s clear tonight, and I can see the stars. They’re fascinating, I can’t even begin to imagine how many are out there. I’m getting off topic, I know, but that’s what you get for having a sudden urge to write whilst being out on a walk.
By Adam Hayton7 years ago in Humans
1/1/18
The last night of the year felt like the beginning of forever. Last night was a night that I needed, surrounding myself with amazing people, Laughter from every inch of the house. I was with my best friend, when I looked over, and saw the man I wanted to hold onto. I couldn’t have asked for a better crowd to end the year with. This is going to be my year. I don’t want to hold back from what I want.
By macy darcie7 years ago in Humans
Mr. Almost
When I was little I thought love was about red roses and expensive dinners, but it’s not that at all. You taught me that love is sacrifice and compromise. It’s choosing each other everyday. It’s waking up at 4AM to you snoring and shoving my elbow into your side so I could finally get some sleep. It’s talking in stupid accents just for fun, and trying to embarrass each other in public. It’s going on early morning adventures when I’m definitely not a morning person. It’s stupid fights and memorable make ups. Love isn't always pretty and romantic. Love is just choosing to stumble through life with each other.
By macy darcie7 years ago in Humans
Ch.1
So I pretty much got attached, the feeling was very unique and nothing I have ever felt before... It was a long time since I had talked to a girl, and even tried to flirt. This girl really gave me the impression she felt the same way I did... We went out like every weekend, and everything was going great, and I felt like I was maintaining the relationship. A couple weeks go by, and I notice that the connection isn't the same... of course, the slightest idea of me losing this girl drove me crazy so I tried my best, and believed I could hopefully fix everything, and keep her interest...
By Steve Emerson7 years ago in Humans
This One Isn't Lighthearted
I currently have HARDCORE rap BLASTING. It’s incredibly difficult to type while I’m listening to “b**** ass hoe” every four seconds. But I NEED it. You know how some people (most people) go to yoga or meditate to clear their heads? I blast metal or rap, and SCREAM. And when I was able to drive, I used to buy a pack of cigarettes (which no no no NO NO–I do not smoke anymore), I WOULD BLAST music that just makes you want to punch a hole through the wall, and I would drive fast down the highway belting along to the music. French inhaling the GOOD, exhaling the bullshit. All of it. Do you know how much bullshit is sitting in my chest now? Do you know the smoke consuming my lungs? No? Pretend you’re me for a second. And perhaps, everything I’m describing is incredibly fitting, and you might actually very well be me. Well… close enough.
By Samantha Emma7 years ago in Humans
It Really Was You
It was easy to fall for you, and I was one of many swept away by your charm, your good looks, the high-powered-business-exec-with-expensive-sports-car lifestyle. But, for me it was so much more. It was that someone like you could fall for someone like me. It made me think that you saw something in me that no one else did, just as I felt that I saw in you what all the others didn’t. I didn’t love you for your money, I loved you in spite of it.
By Skye Bothma7 years ago in Humans
